Or were you too busy on your assignment?
I was up to see the obscene scenes again,
No adult to caution my eyes or sighs,
I was up with the tube as my teacher...
...and I listened;
I saw the world in a single tour,
The moans I can now mimic...
...like the one mummy made with dad,
I need not eavesdrop on any of them,
They barely see me nor pay attention,
So...
...I journey alone to the worlds,
I decipher good or bad at my discretion,
I blow my horn and see evil when I choose;
I learnt and learnt fast...
...the cartoons tried to help but failed,
So much for Bond or the so called blues,
My eyes drifted with my mind and my soul,
I leapt for trials and test runs,
I saw and heard my desired destination only,
So much from the tube...
...so little from my parent,
That’s my faith...the faith of the global child.
« return.