"In The Most Innocent Manner"
We live in an age of roles reversed,
Where beauty and flaunting are swapped.
We take an image, make it perversed,
Then cringe when anything is said or seen.
We live in an day of censored loveliness,
Melting innocence into the stream of mud.
Even the most pure is taken as ugliness,
And we gasp when something is seen or said.
We live in a time of mistaken words
A compliment means merely that!
Not a hint at fantasized thoughts.
Yet we believe so when things are seen or said.
We live in a cloud of misunderstanding,
Of logic contorted and out the window.
Can't we just think like rational men?
But we don't when anything is said or seen.