Never Ending Sea

When I think about my life

The exciting events that happen

Stopping bad guys with big knives

Evil men who have been laughing

I never stopped to realize

What else lay out there in others

I have never imagined all the lies

Or the abusive fathers who abuse girls and their brothers

I realize now I have had only thoughts for me

About my life and nothing more

Never stopped to really see

Just a little boy who is meant to be

More

Just more of what he is now

What he is now to the world but slaved by chores

Other than sitting by the sycamores

By the sea

To be

To feel free

For eternity

What could I do for him then?

Other than to see

The same little boy over and over again

With nothing to be

What then?
I feel helpless

Thoughtless

Selfish

Greedy

Too needy

One who takes things for granted

Other than that boy living single-handed

Single-handed

With nothing to be

When I think about my life

What I do everyday

Saving my city and one's wife

I do help that little boy in this way

Though little he is not

Just he is not

I keep him safe as I see the joy

Joy In his eyes when a bad guy's caught

When a bad guy's caught

One we have fought

Have fought

To keep him safe

I'm one of his heroes

One he looks up to

His hero

One he believes who fears no

Pain

Or shame

Or the growing distain

I am the one who

Helps save his life

His life

From a killer's knife

I would save his live every second of the day

Just to see the joy that dances in his eyes

While saving many other lives

But for him in a way

My life for his

I would pay

Never to miss

The joy I see in him

In him

The joy I see

In him to be

To be

To see

The joy to be free

To be free of this never ending sea

Next to him

Beyond him

Past his brim

Of life

Never to entice

To sit by the sycamores

To sit and eat s'mores

To be free

Away form the city

Away form the never-ending sea

A charm

To keep him warm

Without harm

To be free…

Always I wish to see

That joy

I do not understand what keeps it in thee

When it could be free

Instead of a useless toy

My life for his

I would give

Just to see the joy in his eyes

What lies

Locked up inside

To the world he is nothing

But to me…he is something

One of the ones I keep in my heart

From the start

To the finish

Off the fight

To diminish

For everything that's right

That boy is the one I live for

My life for his

My confusion for his joy

For you

Stay true

Stay true, boy

I'll die for you

A charm

Just to see the joy.

Your joy

Forever…

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