See This Boy. Poem by Mahfooz Ali

The voice of the little boy sitting by the spring
Throwing in rocks while he sings
He is staring at his reflection
As the water changes direction
The wind blowing ripples across the water, so he can no longer see
Where his reflection is supposed to be
He waits for the wind to stop so he can look once more
To ask his reflection where it's been,
Because he couldn't see it from shore
He plays this game everyday
Because he has no friends who want to play
He is by himself almost all of the time
So he has made up a rhyme
To sing in a song
Because he feels he doesn't belong
But I know that's not true
And I hope one day he will feel that way too
Because all bad things take a little while
But one day soon you will once again smile.