Lol! I loved this! The title makes the point that these boys will not accept the civilization they've been born in to. There's a magical undertone to this- as a female, I wish I had had the option of being a heathen when a child!

Cute and done in a lovely manner. Keep it up :D

once again, you have left me feeling awe-struck and speechless at how simply and effectively you can convey a point that has the allusive weight of a titan with no more than the sprinkling of feathers.

I guessed it was a haiku even before you told us. And a very good one. Reminds me of when I was a boy dreaming I was Tarzan, living in a land where it was always Summer and clothes weren't needed.

P.S. Thank you for the compliment of adding me to your Favorite Authors list.

Charming, and wonderfully open to interpretation. Within the haiku itself, I see a sort of Shel Silverstein type moment where the kids care more about their toys than clothing. In considering the title at face value, however, I find a metaphor with more serious connotations. Could man be labeled heathens because they value their personal possessions over themselves? This is exactly how haiku should be treated, well done.