Innocence and worldly-wise,
Two different pairs of seeing eyes,
Alerted to survey the land
With fortitude and willing hand.
One runs swiftly, seizes day,
Other, ponders some and stops to pray.
Innocence bears a heavy load,
Struggles, lonely, on broken road,
Worldly,too, stumbles in this mode.
Not seeing innocent and subtle code,
But, cynicism and lies.
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