The little boy

one day i saw this little boy on the street
holding a stack of books including a thick dictionary
backbone heavy with a bag
load with direction and hope
he looked upon a basketball field & grass courts
covered with orange red sunlight
admiring the beauty of creation
thoughts urged him to wonder about tomorrow
what will he be
hoping to see a person whom he look up to


i feel like telling the boy
that sometimes things will not be
what it seems to be
but time held me

i blinked
and saw him walking on the street again
this time he's wearing green long pants
backbone not that heavy
load with direction and despair
i walked to him and ask what's wrong
he said "nothing, but i don't know
whether i've made the right choice"
sunlight's still the same
admiring old trees with delight

opps..i blinked
the boy asked me why am i
still standing by his side
i said i blinked
and he said next time don't try
the boy wanted to smile but wanted to hide
no more green pants much more sight
"flying should make me satisfied"
maybe he's right
still the same old sunlight
watching freed figures with delight

blinked again
the boy realised that being big isn't that great
flying just made him temporarily satisfied
his childhood wishes
not that true
i tapped him from the back
gave him a slight fright
he asked, "are you who i think you are?"...
sunlight's still the same
hugging him with delight

blinked
the boy looked down
while walking the old street
i cried
he didn't notice the basketball field & grass courts
he didn't notice the sunlight
he didn't notice me
i tapped him on the shoulder
he shrugged it off
still the same sunlight,
hugging dreams with delight?

blinked once more
the boy felt the dark and can't see
i yelled
he became deaf
i tried to burn the walls around his mind
dreams clouded pain sliced in
he walked back home
still in the dark

sitting on the sidewalk
i imagined if things would be
what it seems to be
but shadow's laughter bothered me
it hints something

i blinked
the boy had no strength
he shut out from me
he was crawling on cold road hoping to see
basketball field and green courts
he burst out cursing his tears and me
"why can't i see?"
sunlight's still the same
and now it's shining on him

i blinked again
the boy picked up his heart and it dances with him
he sang a song worth everything
i danced together with him too
sunlight seem to give him
the courage to leap across mountains again
storms will become bigger and i warned him
his grin told me not to worry
sunlight's still the same
assuring me that the boy won't be lame

i blinked
the boy is nauseated after the first rollercoaster ride
more is yet to come
i whispered to him that once upon a time
there was a boy holding a stack of books
including a thick dictionary
backbone heavy with a bag
load with direction and hope
this boy turn around and saw me
"are you who i think you are?"

i smiled
and blinked again

still the same sunlight
watching over him with delight