A Boy King

A child sits
On a distant rooftop
His eyes wide
Smile bright
As he looks across the town
And claims
His right.
King of the world
For a minute he is
An overlord
Watching
Decreeing right from wrong
Whistling a tune
A child’s song
As his dreams are dreamed.
From way up there
On a crooked roof
He is untouchable
Unreachable
Free from time
Lost in a moment.
So lost
He didn’t notice
His mother calling
Or the wind hissing
The trees bend
The grass falls to hide
He did not hear.
Sitting there
Imagining the world
As it could .. would .. should be
Forgetting what was
What had been
Detaching himself
And falling into dream
Falling into wishes
Into hope
Falling
A gust
Of wind
Falling
Down
To his father’s arms
And his subjects mourn.

A Boy King

usinglemons

Joined September 2012

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