Jesus Silva

Story Of A Boy

To help another

Has a reward within itself

That is my one true goal

I may be blunt

And not quite pleasant sometimes

But you should know

When I give you a blank stare

I am thinking of a way to ultimately

Help

Someone in dire need

When I was just a little boy

I wondered when this society

Will erase its invisible lines that divide

The mental

Minds

Of people

As I age a little more

I still wonder what I wondered a long ago

I look at society from afar

I still do not fit in place

As I try to understand

What humans think

I try to understand what they ought to think

My head twirls as my imagination grows

Pass the vile of acetaminophen

My mind is in great agitation

Abstract thoughts has to seize

Close my eyes

I need to be in place

Close my eyes shut

I have to be in my place

I am very curious of what you think

I may scream but that’s my exhaustion

Of changing the world in my mind

Soon I will begin to speak in a manner

Where you see through

My

Own

Eyes

W hen that happens

You hold this white sphere

Possibility

Only a selected few are granted

With

This

Ability

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 26, 2009
Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 9, 2009

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