My Innocence

My innocence has condemned me.

The life I want so sacred to me.

Knowledge has made them hate

despise

loath

what we have.

They do not see my child

my innocence.

With no understanding

they cannot comprehend.

So minds twist

in disgust

contort in misleading

misunderstanding.

My innocence

so vulnerable to the shadows

to the dark of night.

I feel hate and it disturbs me

it’s evil and it hurts me.

Aches, hangs and sags my mind.

Distorts me

and my face.

My innocence will always be

will always strangle my understanding

will keep me blind and numb

to their thoughts.

Their sinister ways.

To their all knowing insight they don’t have

for they do not believe.