He is a dinosaur
But really, a princess in hiding
From children and their monsters
From kids and their claws
That tear at his smile
As they tear about the playground
Kicking up fistfuls of tears
Beneath their feet
Fistfuls of tiny boulders
With every heavy handed step
Cliffs coming down
In an avalanche of apathy
And angry upbringings
Burying him to his knees
Crushing him with what it means
To be a dinosaur
That had to eat the princess to save his smile
But really, a princess in hiding
From children and their monsters
From kids and their claws
That tear at his smile
As they tear about the playground
Kicking up fistfuls of tears
Beneath their feet
Fistfuls of tiny boulders
With every heavy handed step
Cliffs coming down
In an avalanche of apathy
And angry upbringings
Burying him to his knees
Crushing him with what it means
To be a dinosaur
That had to eat the princess to save his smile
mmm...heavy...i know the killing of a piece of you in order to survive...unfortunately the dinos became extinct so he may have chose wrong
ReplyDeletethis was brilliant - a great mataphor for having to hide the "weak" character parts to not become a target to bullying...so sad and often so true..another great piece of yours - i become a fan!
ReplyDeleteIts very nice and enjoyed the metaphor... I liked it so much...
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weakness revealed can turn fatal. But hiding can be such a pain too...
ReplyDeletesensitive write!
Good work, with a great end-line and some striking images (and great line-breaks).
ReplyDeleteVery thought provoking.
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