Losing Innocence

I am not here to talk about the kindness or love which this world bestows upon the unprivileged , I write what comes into my mind when I look upon those who have lost everything.......

There is no emotion in the tragedy of a family, There is no peace in a place without war
the only sarcasm that forms a link is the constant ignorance of the poor and helpless
for even though we talk about charity and sympathize the helpless we never stand by there side, we closely observe there follies and punish their sins of theft forgetting that a human soul lies within the boundaries of our existence...

I preach no love no remorse no regrets for being the one with nothing to lose, but yet I hold on to the eternal pellucid solitude, I have walked the streets of the city looking into the eyes of men , I have searched for a soul in this sober world, I watched their faces when they passed by unprivileged ones and I have been disheartened. Forgiveness I have seen in the eyes of those who never knew love, sweet smiles of joy I have found on the faces of those who are hurt, forgive my incompetence for my view of the veracity of life has changed, In every single troubled soul I have seen I have lost in that soul my dear innocence

I do not believe in god but yet I believe in man yet I struggle to breath where no life has ever trodden into the depths of the solitary bliss I submit my lost innocence in hope of redemption for the sins I have seen........