On a fateful day,, A child would be born
Amidst peculiar surroundings, he could be torn
He would grow, as days changes with the illuminating sun
perhaps,,He does the right thing,, we wouldn't burn
Nascent, Burgeoning ,Prodigy he would attract attention
loneliness sometimes influences decisions
But to completely exemplify an Assertion
He would go along with the nation
Take him to church everyday
Fast and Pray virtually all the weeks days
Train him in the ways of God,, Even on Holidays
Something is certain,,, His innocence would go with the rays
Secluded portions aren't that solitary
Even the monks battle with humanity
Nations would rise and fathom with certainty
That time has changed without obscurity,,,
Just like everyone Occasionally lose their tempers
Letting out their intransigence to tamper
With the defined being in their Gender
So would he sooner
How time would snatch his innocence
His benign nature would be without essence
Fuzzied and lost in the Vastness
Of nature, He could land the with wrong Influence
Pernicious Influence of friends always matters
To avert,, the plague haunting Men on Alters
She trained him to always eschew defaulters
and Grow up to be among Nations helpers
Don't be scared of lecturing him on sex
Be perturb about what he could do without hex
I was more than twenty one before he called me
What about the things I've done hitherto the call
Obliterating Evil from the world starts with him
Knowing the obvious, He could move with a defined theme
To change the world towards God, requires a team
Burgeoning talents with a team don't go dim
Your child's innocence would always be raped
His benign nature would sometimes be caged
But his defined vision & teachings would leave him unfazed
Undaunted, and hence among the nations helpers
Who taught you how to have sex?
Did your dad call you to teach you?
The things we surreptitiously do, Did
They learnt theirs through such covert means too
but, call your kids to teach them
So their innocence wouldn't be raped in the wrong way
A tree is important in a forest
Otherwise it wouldn't be there
Train up a child in the way he should go
Because,faced with mammoth challenges he could fold
And, When he is old
Fathoming Everything you taught him and some untold
He wouldn't depart from it
Puts and end to erratic, vicious, malevolent youths without visions
A CHILD'S INNOCENCE WOULD ALWAYS BE RAPED
HENCE TEACH HIM TO AVAIL HIMSELF FOR IT