|Dead Child's Vow
Author: OneLastEndeavor PM
A young child looks up at the stars and makes a promise she knows she will not keep...Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Tragedy - Words: 166 - Published: 07-12-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2389669
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With the night still,
The TV—news blaring from the screen
Trying to concentrate on an important something,
But my mind wanders and my heart dreams…
I. I grew up in the suburbs
Normal, calm, and yet diverse,
Rich in culture and ethnicity:
Bollywood colors and Mexican TV.
But I want something more—
The calmness of a heart left be
The freedom to do as I please
The knowledge that has power to appease
The sanctity so that I can breathe.
II. I'd stare out the window
And make a vow:
To fix my broken wings of wax and I'll
Fly again, towards the sun.
I'd gaze at the imperfect ceiling,
Innocently white but still a barrier
Another vow to nothingness:
Work myself out of a cage.
III. Vows can be broken.
IV. Dreaming of blue oceans,
And of ships sailing deeper into—
The setting sun.
Brilliant strokes, red, orange, yellow:
(in my humble dreams)
Life has begun.