Childhood
Childhood
When did my childhood go
Was it the day I ceased to be eleven
Was it the time I realised that hell and heaven
Could not be found in geography
And therefore could not be
Was that the day
When did my childhood go
Was it the time I realised that adults were not all the samed to be preached of love
But didn't act so lovingly
Was that the day
When did my childhood go
Was it when I found my mind was really mine
To use which ever way I choose
Producing thoughts that were not those of other people
But my own and mine alone
Was that the day.