Virtue

Innocence,
The benevolence whose despise,
is the lack of sense.
Once upheld as of essence,
now deprived of presence;
and in the stead of nuisance.
This crest of incense,
food to your conscience,
bread to your uprise,
folly to the unwise;
key to your sunrise;
in other words….peace
Shouldn’t you now think otherwise?
@Daabris