bottled up thoughts

ignorance

He wanders around

From one game to another

He releases a sound

Of glee and laughter

From a stance

His brother waits

Keeping distance

From agony and pain

It was a month ago

In eternity his parents rest

Of course he did not know

Nobody wanted him to detest

When he asked

They answered him

‘They had fled

To the moon in dim’

Ignorance is bliss.

[inspired by sam of project fat suit]