406. Think in lone, why? Children, dear,

SONNET 406

By JH Sayyar
Think in lone, why? Children, dear,
Are called angels? What the reason?
Live among the beasts with no fear!
Hearts are like snow: free of treason,
Children grow in corrupt atmosphere,
They learn early dishonesty at home,
What they watch, do the same, hear!
Their souls polluted, polluted roam!
Pure souls link with God on the earth,
All sinful souls live away from God,
Forever until souls are pious at birth,
All shatter for sinful souls like a sod,

All pious souls makes  with God link
Sinful souls heavy like iron anon sink