In this world

In this world

I know, there are men like beasts

There is also a legacy

Of little bodies thrown to large mouths

Of crocodiles or so, I read.

And yet, in this very world

I see real joy in pretty smiles

Of three little dwarflings

On red and yellow tricycles.

I see

Red plums adorn their faces

They wear crocodile shoes on their feet

I forget the apathy of this world

For in their eyes

Love is but a heart shaped candy

And it is always in plenty.

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