Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Fiction

Write about a boy who made you believe in yourself without even trying...
Who could climb a spider's web into the heavens
and drove you to do the same.


and then clipped the thread.

but demanded you keep climbing.


who kept gliding up that silken fiber as effortlessly as a seagull riding the wind.




Write about a boy who was made of gold and earth...
who was capable of dazzling with wisdom beyond comprehension
who taught you
things no one ever could make you understand

and made you believe that you, too, could learn things previously a mystery


and then closed the book.

dashing your confidences


and moving onto the next untapped mind.



Write about a boy that could fly on two wheels
who made mountains crumble, seas part with rubber and steel
whom you could feel with every stroke

haunting in the wind rushing through your hair


a voice telling you to move forward, not to quit


who, at the end





wasn't there.




Write about a boy no one really wanted to understand
who begged for someone to love him as he was.

who wanted so badly to be a star
for whom you'd give up the limelight


who gave of himself for everyone

but you


(but you DID love him for who he was)
(and you DID give up the limelight)
(and you WANTED him to be a star)
(and you never made him beg)

and then shoved you into the pit

begging and pandering for shallow and empty praise



from anyone
from anyher



but you


and made you watch in awe, wanting to genuinely applaud.

yearning to make him see that you meant everything you said
to make him feel what you felt

so he could believe that you really believed the way you believed in him
so he could believe in himself the way you really believed in him

so he could believe



but he left your hands bound.



Forever silent
Forever blind
Forever not ever.

2 comments:

  1. It seems that you write about the boy who set you free ... someday you will see that. When the time is right and you will become the leader to many, but because of your experience ...

    No one will be left behind, there will be no limelight.

    There will be no glory ... but the VICTORY will be everyone's and you will have done it!

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  2. Sadly, I'm still left behind. And cut off. I was cast out.

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