A Discovery Never Too Late

At times, we are too innocent to see the truth or may be, too naïve to realize where we are headed. Blinded by hate, and being ignorant, we are only able to listen to the cacophony of noises in our head leading us to the forbidden places.  Alas! The realization of being enslaved comes only as a climax.

“I was a spectacle of innocence, and how I continued to grow away from it year after year,” he thought as he saw his reflection in the silvery moonshine dancing on the waves………. a discovery never too late.