I sing to you Little Boy,
A lullaby that shall burn you,
Scar you, whip you, pierce you
Learn to dwell in the madness,
Accept the nightmare, for it is good
And will keep those wounds open
To bleed forever
Circle your hate, swallow the grief
And if you smile, your scars shall become
Invisible, you shall soon forget how to cry
Now Little Boy, don't hate me,
For as you were born of love
I was born from despair
Little Boy, stay little forever
And never grow to feel
All the pain poured unto you
© Antonio Beardall
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