The lost boy
Jumped for joy at the
Dawn of spring
Watching the glorious beam of light
His sorrows largely forgotten
Like the wandering
Moon, he now makes his
Bid for survival
With the radical molecules of
Ambition flowing through his veins
One day, he
Followed his dream to the city
Searching for fame
And fortune but lost his way…
In the soulless heart of time
Yet, his
Fighting spirit remains
Undaunted
In the face of adversity…
His dream largely unchanged
And, now, his infectious
Smile continues to open the windows
Of opportunity
Dismantling the barriers unseen
And melting the hearts of stone
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
The Gentle Neophyte
16 years ago