March 29, 2009

The fall of innocence is about the pain of innocence lost. It’s about the loss of dreams and the promise of heros and great men and women whose lives were stolen from us before their time. It is about the ongoing erosion of belief and faith that anything is possible stealing our dreams and the painful realization that we all are hopelessly flawed and as humans there will be a time we fail ourselves and or others. It’s about when bitter reality bows our head it all becomes to much we retreat back to a better time when we could trust the inevitable good. That our innocence was a cornerstone and better the pain of lost innocence than to feel nothing at all.


Lady Innocence
by Ron Eller©

Lady Innocence stumbled in the hall,
uncertain to the poorly timed call,
in rude awakening.

Her scorched eyes flinched
and glared to the hearkening
of the spotlight clarified,
there a silhouette stood 
like a sinister cloud.
Cloaked in a dark blood shroud.

The beast hurled it’s hate and despair
then escaped through the humid mist,
into the midnight air.

Vile, despicable, corsair
sailed upon the dreams of one so fair.
Could not have taken more.
Left her to sort through
the dismembered horror.

In shock she fades
to the sympathy of her mind
and preferred visions accommodate.

Back to a better day.
The child was at play,

trusted to the inevitable good.
“It seemed simpler then.”