Stolen Innocence

They stamp us with it when we are born;
innocence.

The world forces it on us as newborns
and then it is stolen away.

They say that people are products of their environments;
but I say we are products of events.

The world laughs at innocence
before they rob us of it.

They watch us jump through hoops,
only to become jaded.

They find humour in our shortcomings,
and relish insecurities.

They wait until we are on the edge
and watch as we become hardened.

They this –
they that. 

Why do we let them
define who we are?
Why do we let them
steal from us?

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