Dear Boy,
It’s a shame I never got a chance to speak to you, and seen
your outlook on life. If only we had a chance to meet, so you could have seen
how everything turned out. Is it how I expected? Was I a foolish thoughtless child or did my
imagination blind me from the harsh realities of the world. The protection of
my parent that allowed me to live. What can I say on my minds atlas my mother
was and still is my world; I was and forever will be her star. I became the man
of the house at a tender age and in her heart I probably still am. She has
instilled values, taught me lessons.
Why am I going on about myself when this should be about
you? How’s your mother doing is she still working the night job, I bet your Nan
letting you stay up late at night. Never forget your mother's efforts though
Boy, as you took your first breath she decided she lives for you. Remember Boy
nothing within this world can compare to a mothers love. When you opened your
eyes for the first time she knew her love was real. I remember when I was about
your age 11 right? Yeah 9 years ago I was the perfect age it seemed then was
the perfect stage of life. As I look back have I failed to perform my potential
have I? This is only my monologue and the show will go on, waiting for the
curtain to fall, but I’m not in it for the applause, save your claps as many
need helping hands.
I apologise boy if I keep drifting off in this letter, but
how's school? Life back then only seems only a distant memory. Your probably at
that age aint ya? I’ve heard about you. That’s the age where I craved knowledge
and affection, but as I grew I fort I knew it all, I challenged everyone around
me, I grew angry. How I regret things I never said, things I never done. I can’t
go back that’s life I guess. Still there is time to make things right, to leave
an impression. Heard you went Margate the other week, there’s no sand where I
am but the sands of time are slowly slipping through my fingers. Why did I have
the want to grow older if only I could go back? I was carefree, my burdens were
less, and capital was never on the forefront of my mind. How it has all changed
within 9 years.
With my age comes responsibility, was I ready for this? I
used to wake up with a smile, now I’m awoken by an oppressive alarm clock,
telling me the hardships are real. The numbers on the clock say 11 how I wish I
was still that age. How I've never noticed life steady ticking by. The days watching
martial arts kicking men in spandex suits, the days of endless cartoons. how I
miss them, TV’s never been the same, pity we could never watch them together.
So Boy make the most of them, cherish them can’t tell you the last thing I
watched honestly. All I wanna do is do right by you is that so hard to believe,
it feels like your still with me every day, some say we look similar even.
Whilst others spend time highlighting our differences. I look in the mirror and
the reflection says we have the same eyes.
From Man
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