I Was Also Once A Kid

I look at little kids who know nothing but smile, love and innocence

Far away from the world’s abhorrent clutches of hate and dissonance

I see them and I smile myself thinking if I could only be like them in a sense

Free from wild thoughts, grief, misery, dissatisfaction and inner tense

Kids have this unknown positivity that is far from the thoughts that annoy me

Nonetheless, I also got God’s grace and keep waiting for his perfect timing to anoint me

I am not a perfect man and I am certainly a sinful bloke

Wishing I shouldn’t have seen the things that I saw through which my spirit broke

Falling for worldly desires every now and then when I clearly know it’s all a hoax

That’s why I need to ruminate to rejuvenate my soul in God and only carry his yoke

I take solace, serenity and tranquility in kids that’s in abundance, not in pieces

I talk, make them laugh and smile which gives me an idea about what the real peace is

I'm trying to uplift myself, being a little nostalgic, hoping to make change nuance a bit

I can feel the essence of it all and live through it because I was also once a kid.