Being an Innocent

Innocent has the purity of inner space,

That’s something only a tad can have,

An elderly can never be the same,

They can only be gullible or naïve,

Innocent is just the term to state.

Life is arduous for a shrewdly naïf,

Having sensibility for all the matters,

still unable to function appropriate,

musing with spirit and existing with nous,

They are the ingenious maze you can discern,

Devoid of complexity, pretentiousness, artifice,

They are the living aqua facile to mold,

Always in exigency of someone to embrace,

Scarcity of assuredness is their concern,

Indoctrination dint in this factual world,

When they are buxomy to be a delinquent,

It makes them deplore for all the credulity,

They tenor to oppugn for themselves,

They entice for an lively and liberated soul,

That isn't possessed by anything alias.