Innocence

A poem for friends who get irritated easily....

To humiliate, to irritate 

Is an act of 'innocence'

Let us then please, manipulate 

Consider it a music played so late

That knocked your dream gate.

Alone, one little ant cannot pick the load

Alone, one little child cannot learn to walk.

A need of each but remains: 

A hand for support

An ear to listen

A shoulder to weep upon 

And a friend to share all

Author's Note

i know its too short....but psychology is a different branch after all