Poem: A boy walking on fire

The difference:

He’s just eight and is on cloud nine

We have got our feet on the ground

And he has got his heads in the clouds

Everybody tells him he is on the high

The reminiscence:

Watching him  last night,

I realized he was that lonely boy

No one gave him any attention

Now he is on the cloud feeling like the sun

His behaviour can scorch your skin

A BOY WALKING ON FIRE:

Living in his created fantasies

We can rationalize but can never

Completely wash ourselves off the guilt

Everybody watches him as he goes

I begin to see no exit around for him

TAKING THE BLAME

I will always remember till the end of time

The signs I ignored thinking it was normal

I will always remember the excuses I gave

I was chasing love, he was chasing hollowness

I will always remember when I walked

Out of his sight when he needed help

I would not fail to remember

That I was a part of the unneeded change.

Written by Joseph Yaw Frimpong

contact: yawfrimpong4@yahoo.com

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