We Were Children

Once, in the near past, we were children.

Children who learned how to walk only to fall. But we always stood up again and continued walking, as if falling was normal.

Children who ran, climbed and jumped with no fear of falling.

Once, we were children who played with anyone we met at the playground.

Children who would cry when we were pushed by another, but forgets it soon after.

Children who defined race as a competition of speed and not skin colour.

We were once a kid who saw the world just at it is, through innocent eyes.

Once upon a time. When we were children. Everything was wonderful.

Then we grew up.