Castrated youth – K.B

So much chemicals and rules for the little ones….

 

 

 

Castrated youth

 

 
Look, a flower !
Hurry up boy,
We have an
Appointment.

Look, an elephant !
Hurry up boy,
We have an
Appointment.

Look, a unicorn !
Hurry up boy,
We have an appointment.

Look, a woman
With colorful
Ribbons !
Hurry up boy!
We have an appointment.

Each time,
I didn’t have time.

After school,
The doctor.

After homework,
This or that.

And when I stopped
To wonder and marvel ,
The hand caught mine,
Sometimes by the ear
To take me away
From the beautiful sights.

Until I grew up.
I saw the sky
Wind up
Whith child’s eyes,

I had never stopped
Before.

I took a close look
At the stars.

I inspected myself.

I bathed in the vast
Ocean.

When you grow up,
It’s not the hand
That catches yours.

It’s the police ,
The state,
The judge

Especially if you’re
Sick,
Unemployed,
…..
If you don’t fit.

Looking for a path
Every day ,
Every goddam day !

To wonder at those
Sights,

To rewrite the dream !

Elephants, unicorns,
Gipsy women,
Flowers…!

 

 
K.B

 

 

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