That Boy Poem by Katherine Pinero

His eyes sparks as if those are innocent, like the stars untouched,  
His smile is like a crystal shining and glimmering yet you can not see it often.
He has the radiant face which you can look up, but there he goes looking down,  
He then possess the knowledge, skills and talent but, like a turtle he crafts it under his own shell.

'That boy is everything' I say 
'He is a good man' everyone said 
Yet there he is, with a wooden chest that lies beyond the deep mystery of the unknown. 
Never wanted to be seen, no never his book is open.
Series of Chapters, Chapters of Stories, Stories to Legend. 
It was never been easy, no he never wanted to take that road. 
 
And indeed his stories are legend and a hero he has become 
Perceiving, Believing and Trust, He then saves the day by saving him self
He fights even when no one was on his side, yet he was never weak, for God was with him.
He may be terrified, shaken and stumbles but never will you see him fall. 


But underneath that armor of his, there's a mindless story 
Yet I do not know, no one did know, expect for that boy. 
The boy who's eyes spark, and posses those smile with a radiant face, knowledge, skill and talent. 
I put my passion on ink, but his through words unspoken and that I cannot write, nor it can be written.