A Boy’s Life

A Boys Life short poem

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A cry of force uttered in pain
An illusion of life he’ll try to gain
Cautious steps carefully slain
His world’s clean that’ll slowly stain.

Lies surround the lonely cradle
Perfection crafted with crumbling sand
The voice of God takes the saddle
A boy’s truth left alone to stand
In the wake of enchanted voices
Rivers flowing in different directions
Every hand fights to guide his choices
In this macabre painting hacked to sections

Yet, stand tall they say
Own your feet and own the day
Live the dream and catch the star
And with a smile cover every single scar
For the view of life is a view to die
And every whispered truth just another lie.

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About childhood, about that age of innocence when everything around you is worth exploring…


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