The harsh world stabs him with the thought that he’s a boy with pain,
Who wants to just run away……….
Run away to some distant land
With the happy waves of ocean—–
Cuddling him up in her arms so tight .
He sits silently with the world crossing him by.
Round he turns to find none.
All he’s left with ,is tranquility all around.
He hears no bark, he hears no drop.
The only sound he hears is …………..
The sound of the waves of pain and pleasure gushing towards him.