Carefree...

Young, carefree, innocent,

You sing, laugh, and dance,

Taking in all Gods' glory

At every single chance.

Grown-up,

You ignore the wonders

That you cherished as a child.

Gone is the carefree, honesty, and mild.

You walk around with blinders on,

Into the race of money and greed.

Not caring who gets hurt

Just to fulfill your selfish needs.

Stepping over the line of morals

To have wealth and material things.

Ignoring all God's gifts

Like the first rain in Spring.

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