My body is a cage that keeps me,
But my mind holds the key,
I'm standing on a stage,
I want to perform a hollow play,
Like jumping from the Everest into an ocean,
Maybe it might break my bones,
Maybe break the cage as well,
But my audience would clap,
A spectacular act of disaster.My thoughts are a prison that holds me,
But my heart wields the key,
I'm living in a cell that has only darkness,
It's a vast void with a scourged tree,
I'm bound to stay in my cell,
A sentence no judge signed off,
I have no amnesty but I have a gavel,
My jury wouldn't understand,
But my prosecutor is my accomplice.I keep dancing alone to a fiddle's screech,
I live unseen and unknown,
I'm unlamented and stolen from the world,
Just a vast void of nothingness,
Tell me where I lie,
Probably the sound sleep by night,
An innocence with a blest meditation all through,
Quiet by day, a happy man with a wish and care,
A lonely boy with a heart's deep languor and sad soul that tears.The Man and the boy,
We both evoke the spectres of the night,
Blotting the sunshine with wrinkled truths,
A weary wanderer in tremendous nights,
With dolorous mysteries,
The boy cries and the man smiles,
Yelling for peace within, smiling with joy above,
Maybe I'm just a mannequin that can speak,
One that has an audience that cheers.Kg_asare🎈
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The Man Above The Boy Within
PoetryA Story in 5 parts, A collection of poems from a fragmented personality.🤺