You told me not to leap from star to star
Said to take the subway instead of my car
You hustle and bustle with the rest
Ignoring the answers to past the test
Love one another wasn't your game
You made disciples of your very own name
Lost little man in this very big place
Eating ice cream never taking a taste
Telling the sun it shouldn't shine
Asking the pigeons if they know the time
They look like you
all clones of the same
with leaches for pets bearing fancy names
Your mother would shake in her very own grave
seeing the monster that's come to play
Lost little man
thinks he's the one
bright enough to steal my sun
Lost little man in this very big place
Never knowing life
Never taking a taste
3 comments:
That was really beautiful. Was that your dad?
Uh... no. But thank you. Could apply to quite a few I suppose...
No kidding...It was a very profound poem though. I thought I saw him in it but then again, you are right. It can apply to a few men that I know.
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