Gone is the child

by Roberto A. Diaz

Gone is the child of yesteryear

In his place a man stands still

Where once there was obliviousness

Now there lives a greater mindfulness

The child sought to hid from pain

The man walks without any shame

The man is wiser because he’s learned

while the boy feigned disconcern

Gone is the child of yesteryear

In his place a man stands still

Now the man hears the fates tune

The child knows little of the world

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