Lord of The Flies: Poem

Poem

Innocent kids, innocent minds.

Though being stranded on an island is a different mind,

The ones who lie silently portray mindless eyes,

Violent ones have the most to hide.

Insight is not a crime,

But being grime,

It's not kind.

Just do your work it takes little time,

Then you can lie down in the bathing sun,

Like Piggy has always done.