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Ruins Of Innocense
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TITLE (EDIT)
Ruins Of Innocense
DESCRIPTION
A poem about the end of innocence. Inspired by a rebellious friend who seemed at peace only when he was asleep. I also drew from my own personal emotions and experiences to write the verses.
[183 words]
TITLE KEYWORD
Mind
AUTHOR
Andrew David Johnson
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I'm a 15-year-old Freshman from Montana. I have been writing poetry since 7th grade. When writing I try to leave the world behind and borrough into my soul bringing out the hidden emotions that make up my spirit. I watch as my spirit guides my hand across the paper and from the pen flows the essence of my soul to paint the lines that come together to form the verse. I let my soul take over and create a work of art.
[May 2001]
AUTHOR'S E-MAIL ADDRESS
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Ruins Of Innocense
Andrew David Johnson

Sprinkled across his eyes lies the dust of sleep
Peace descends upon him from above
Years have passed, not once did I find that peace
Present in his sleep this clear midnight

Childhood’s innocence held the fierce force within
As innocence floated away with the programming of society
The brace that fortified the once mighty fortress, fell away
The peace of childhood buried under fallen innocence

Remaining was a rebellious voice
Demanding vengeance upon the destroyer
Of this once great fortress that now lay in ruins
Cast down by the arrogant churning masses

Rebellious instincts taking their grip
Peace was hidden away
Concealed from all who sought it
Buried beneath the ruins of innocence

Only when the sweet angels from above
Lay the adolescent down to bed
Does the peace return
Brought forth by the wings of angels

It descends, covering the heart
From the brutal controlling instincts
Rebellion has been subdued
Peace has returned

But not for long
Soon it will be burned off
By the sun’s ever reaching rays
As dawn arises and the moon says farewell

Farewell to peace
Until dusk floods the sky
And the stars shine bright
And the angels come to hover above those who sleep

To all who struggle
Those torn from their innocence
Peace I leave with you
God Bless

 

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"As strange as this may seem to you, because only recently have you began to learn it, peace is achieved by conflit, that is the burden and the privelege of adult life. Your poem is simple, melodic and beautifull as only things that flow from the Soul do." -- Iseldar Kay.

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© 2001 Andrew David Johnson
STORYMANIA PUBLICATION DATE
May 2001
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