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The Boy
the clouds ask the sky why are you shining
the clock asks the time why aren't you stoping
the moon ask the planet to stop aligning
the boy is in his room
the stem wishes he were a rose
the colors envy's the whites pureness
the iron sees the diamonds glow
the boy is in his room
the blood says to the skin one day i will become you
the tears rundown the face refusing to be wiped
the father forgets he was a boy to
the boy is in his room
the mind wants not to be tightened
the chairs wants to fall down
the rope begs to be tightened
the boy has faced his doom
Oh! If the sun cared about the clouds
and time gave the clock a break
If the planets included the moon
Would the boy be here now?
Oh! If the rose complimented the stem
white mixed with other colors
if the diamonds joined at the irons rim
would the boys future be so grim?
Oh! if the mind searched for the help
If the chair stood on all fours
if the rope hung loose
Would the story ever be tealt?
Who is the boy?The boy is I
tears flow on my pillow every time I lie
no, no boys shouldn't cry
but the rope to my neck keeps me alive
-S4D BOY ( Free verse , "The Boy")
That was beautiful. I cannot
That was beautiful. I cannot begin to describe how much I envy the way you veiw this topic. You truly have a way with words. I loved it! Continue writing, friend.
Small girl with a big heart. -Jo