Little boy Plays with a toy Giggles in joy Sitting naked On road berm He is a product Of egg and ***** Of coitus Under open sky Witnessed by Millions of Heavenly bodies Unlike mating Closed doors Where only Of father Mother knows Little boy Plays with a toy Giggles in joy He has a brother He has a sister Contributing to Nation's population Sitting close by To the little boy Burning their bodies Under Sun bright No body knows Their destination Criminals or criminalistics Nothing is deterministic Jobs for cops Or cop's job Future terrorist Or Prime Minister Little boy Plays with a toy Giggles in joy Let him enjoy There're immense Potentialities No one's responsibility!
I'll wait for a few years, to go out in the world People are preparing me, I know they need to
The world is confusing 'n such; Many can be bad and harsh But, now I prefer to stay in a big square box fractions of solitude experienced in the dark but uncertainty seeps through the heart of an immature child that is yet to start
Time so fast, and time so slow. This grain of sand, where to go?
When the pressure rises and the questioning blares When the assumptions fly and the fear of being ostracised glares When the fear of loneliness comes into play Or the possibility of failure that comes to stay The risk of not being able to blame anyone but you The guilt and ‘told you so’ that will ensue Will it overweigh your desire to be free And overwhelm your desire to be a wolf among sheep Will it crush your dreams of being unique I wonder which path will you seek