sad little boy

sad little boy
joyous like a small-sized dancing bear
waiting for a biscuit
it's fun to go to the circus
you sit bravely on a chair
not made for amusement
patiently your sad eyes seek the smile
saying show us a jig
big people never understand
how it can be so simple
to have fun
         the cry of a caged animal
         I am here
         why won't you let me dance

sad little boy
your songs are made of laughter
how old are our ears
to no longer understand their glee
gently swaying arms ask us to join
merrily taking part in your festivities
that was last week
this time you must be good
and not rock the boat
         melodic plaintive misery
         I am here
         why can't I sing today

sad little boy
big people don't like your clever smile
your earnest brown eyes pleading for acceptance
sit don't stand, don't talk out of turn
why do you laugh so loudly when others speak riddles
big people don't like children of exceptions
bright comets in common dreariness
who know too much so soon
no need to answer silly questions
         speak loud and clear, for all will hear
         I am here
         those are your glasses, do you see better

sad little boy
it's a good thing to unbalance the stiffness of life
so dance and sing
and tell us that you're here to hold open the door
so the other children can come laugh with you
tomorrow will be brighter
and maybe big people will finally want to follow you
with your magic footsteps
and learn that seeing the simple things
can be best
         a primal scream of frustration
         I am here
         why can't we dance in the rain

sad little boy
smile for us
our life weighs us down
forget today and it's limits
it's no big deal if only you see the path
others will take a lifetime to follow where you were born to lead
there's nothing mysterious in your silent message
one day soon everyone will ask you to tell your secrets
but don't tell them too quickly
the others forget if you don't talk slow enough
         yelling for unfairness, yes I know
         I am here
         sure I remember, didn't you listen




                    sad little boy
                   17 march, 2005