Two Children I See Poem by Godfrey Torrance

Two Children I see
Playing in the grass
A crossbow in hand
Too much time to pass.

They meddle in life
And love and glory
Seeking to find
Life's true quarry

What they do not see
Awaits them soon
A world of hurt
A world of doom

But let them play
As much as they must
Before facing a world
Full of disgust

Now the world can be great
This is known to be true
But it can bring sorrow, hurt and pain, too

But what I see now is craftsman's clay
Destined to change the world some day
They see no pain nor hurt or anguish
A beautiful world is something they languish

And so they shall have what their heart's set in stone
A chance to live happily and make the world their own

To live free from Sorrow and Sadness
To escape the world's unlawful madness
Playing in the grass

Two children I see
Yearning for a world of happiness and glee
Because the world is what you make it
I hope you can see
You must face it up front
Only then, will you be free.