THIS BOY!
This Boy!
Like a cat, yes, a boy has nine
lives too. Whatever a boy wants, he will end up getting! A boy never gives up
because winning is just another day in a boy’s life.
You
see, boys spend their time dreaming. Always trying to find ways to discover
whatever is hidden behind that forest or that mountain.
Even though boys may seem like they
rely on their mothers; retrospectively, boys live in a male dominated world of conquests.
Come
on, give us a break! We do not believe in fairies like girls. Who has time to
play when only muscles and toughness are required?
Hello.
This Boy is a believer and believes in prayer like you have never seen. Please, hear
me out.
Boys have seventh sense; they
believe in the most impossible and unimaginable things. Every time a boy looks
up the sky, take heed; because this boy remembers everything he was taught
about God.
Boys
lift their eyes towards Heaven and talk to God silently with their hearts bowed.
Nobody understands boys like God.
When I was a boy, would you believe
me if I told you that God answered all my prayers! God didn't care if I was
clean or dirty on the inside?
My
Father in Heaven, did not push me away and said, Hey boy, you have no right to
stand before me after breaking your neighbour’s window. You got your younger
brother punished for your sins, remember?
Sometimes, adults look at them boys
and mockingly say; What good can come out of these oddities? Leave them alone! Let
boys play and give them bread when they are hungry.
O
boy, have I got news for you! God believes in boys because He knows they are
His future.
Do you still remember the
twelve-year-old young lad who slaughtered a giant? Yes, O yes; his name was
David!
This
boy, David, stood up and defied the warrior who was armed to the teeth. Even
his elder brothers scolded him for being too ambitious.
An hour later, the giant was on the
ground; dead! His head severed by this boy who believed in God and saved the
whole nation!
Can
you spot my face painted all over these pages of life? O yes, here I am!
One evening while selling my big
brother's merchandise at the train station, I was misled into the dark and
robbed by a wicked man.
On
the way home inside my brother’s motor tricycle; I remained unusually quiet and
silently prayed to God while the other boys were sharing jokes.
Guess what happened when I counted
the money? Every cent was there, and God even gave me more. I had extra money
which I pocketed for the Saturday movies on the next day.
Sadly,
unlike David: this boy forgot to go back to God and thanked Him for bailing him
out of the impossible situation.
What else could this boy do, after
being robbed in the presence of everyone else? Sharing my odd ordeal, would
have ruined my reputation and hence I lifted my eyes towards Heaven and talked
to God.
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The author would really appreciate your constructive comments based on how you understood and interpret each poem. Poems can mean different things to different persons and all views can be correct as long as they conform to the contents thereof. This is the beauty of Poetry.
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