Treasure Island

Mahfooz Ali

(28 October / Lucknow (U.P.) India)


Why can't they see
what troubles me?
Why don't they understand?

I'm just a boy
with tears of joy.
That's who I really am.

There was a time
I did not mind,
what they thought of me.

I made my plans
and took a stand.
then prayed on bended knee.

Sometimes I cry
I know I 'll die.
I 'll never know just when.

I can't control
what fate may hold,
what happens in the end.

With purpose clear,
I 'll show no fear
and reap the seeds I sow.

I 'll lie my head
upon my bed
in one last final role.

When years have passed;
through looking glass,
then they will understand.

The times of test
are layed to rest
for the boy inside the man.

Submitted: Friday, May 25, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, March 01, 2011

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