You Mister… He’s asleep.
You let his hands learn.
His uneasy steps halted,
was still holding my hand…
and gave no sign of letting go…
Afraid of the dark,
You slipped.
He watched from the corner, and
I stood there
watching,
waiting,
hoping...
I wondered how many times I had made this journey…
For the second time in my life,
I found the door.
He opened the door,
went inside,
I
never saw him again.
Death and flowers in between,
he and our lives.
Nothing.
It made me sad.
I turn to go home.
I had never seen this angle,
I looked behind me,
the night faded, it was daytime.
A man.
The man.
the children,
the children came closer…
A man stood,
children played,
children fought.
They stopped,
children shivered.
Man dropped,
and break.
Children needed him
Right,
You never really know a man until you fall,
I made my way home.
I thought I grown,
but there wasn’t much
to learn
except…