Revelations


As you grow older the world is revealed,
A terrible man, a smile conceals
The beautiful bud, a wilting young flower
A strong able thing, sucked of its power
Your childhood hero,
From a ten to a zero
The world a much darker place,
Than you saw long ago with you small little face

Although as you grow older you see also good,
The devoted small number that do all they should
A pit to fill in, they make it a mountain
Between every mudhole, springs a clear fountain
No-matter how many more bad rule than good,
None of them can overshaddow the ones that
did all they could.

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