A Living Magazine - Day 169 - Memorial To The Child Who Never Was

A YOUTH REQUIEM

And so, I lay to rest the child who might have been

but was not allowed to be--simply a child

You were named after two kings

I now honor the shell that is left--the shell that

is myself as the next best thing

I will never be what you might have been

I will still try to achieve all that you would have in my lesser form

I bid you farewell, and consign your remains back into the

realms of potentiality, that they may be spread out to every child who is afforded the chance to truly be a child

Sleep peacefully now and forever--little king

A  L  E  X  A  N  D  E  R     C  H  A  R  L  E  S     W  A  L  L

[I know people will find this bizarre. But, in the end it will make sense.

Regular posts will resume as usual tomorrow. Thanks for your respect and love.]