A man with a heavy tread
With a somber expression
And a world-weary eyes
What goes on his mind?
Too bitter to smile,
Too weary to laugh.....
Is there anything left in the world
To live for?
Oh, how one forgot to laugh
When one possess the knowledge
Which strips the innocence
As useless naivete
And all of a sudden
Upon the face of a children
He might have found his answer
Full of laughter, they are
Free, unbidden, a beaming smile
Generously given to a weary stranger
As the man walks away
With a tiny smile of his own
And a rejuvenated eye
His face mirrored his thoughts
"Maybe I have to remember
How is it to laugh freely
So that I can remain humane
A little bit longer....."
chaosbeowulf, 21 August 2007
