For the little boy
By Any
I watched you working, little boy
So much, so hard, so long -
Just to be able to buy
Your little dream -
Your very first
Guitar
I watched you training, little boy
So much, so hard, so long -
Just to be able to play
The songs of your
Favorite bands
To not feel all
The time
Like a
Loser
I watched you playing, little boy
So much, so hard, so long -
No time to rest -
Dreams never
Last long as
You know
Well.
Big boy,
Where has the
Guitar gone?
Where has the
Music gone?
Where did you lose
Your spirit?
Where did you lose
Your faith?
Big boy,
You say
Working doesn't matter
Training doesn't matter
Playing doesn't matter
Big boy,
You look so dead
Where did you lose your dream?
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© 2008 Nalle
Published on Saturday, May 17, 2008.
Filed under:
"Poetry"