HOW COULD IT BE

Innocence, the ornament of childhood once,

biggest strength a being could ever get.

Away from the world's cruelty,

he enjoyed life as the happiest asset!

If ever hampered by fear and pressure,

he ran for the mother beloved.

Laughed with everyone with such gaiety,

everyone seemed friend, foes all conquered!

But now the time has changed,

what he was, is perished.

For all the innocence is gone,

what remains behind, is a mind anguished!

Petrified by the world's cruelty,

which once, never troubled him.

Now all he can think of is,

anger, filth, lust and grime!

Games of joy are nowhere to be seen,

for he now gambles on flesh and blood.

Love of mother is long forgotten,

as he has sunk deep in the suborned flood!

The purity has left him,

as the violence takes over.

He seems to be nothing,

just flesh and blood, drained of fervor!

How could it be so drastic,

the change he had?

For he is the same human,

the God wanted on this land!

Now it's gotta stop,

none other but only by him.

For he can only rule himself,

and change the course of wind!

But, how is it possible after-all,

to achieve the old probity?

When he wanders in darkness of despair,

having lost all his integrity!