A vibrant child he used to be,
Who dreamt to change the world and sky,
Worked and prayed from dusk till dawn,
Tilling his mind with words of trust.
A vibrant child he used to be,
Who had no guilt or fear inside,
He gave up on his hope and love,
To give in on his girl at heart.
A vibrant child he used to be,
In chains and locks he moves all day,
He lost his freedom and also his Kingdom,
Trying to change the world and time.
A vibrant child he used to be,
Whose only sin was to hope and pray,
Now locked up in at tiny cage,
A child who once loved is now astray.
©hilary
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