Perceptions
(inspired by the quote “i complained that i had no shoes until i saw a boy with no feet”)
Act I: The Heir
The tantrums of the landlord’s heir,
Were very common if not rare,
Storming out of the manor one day,
Set off down the crooked path, astray,
He was agitated over the very fact,
That his father had broken their only pact,
To give his son, his car of old,
Instead, he had, the heritage sold,
Thus, complaining over this unfair deed,
He noticed an old man and his weary steed,
The aged man had a calming stance,
Which made his spirit, like a rabbit, prance,
He wished that his agony would be caged,
And that their places would be forever exchanged…
Act II: The Soldier
The forgotten soldier and his steed sat abreast,
On an isolated road to his country’s west,
This is where the private had fled,
When his bravado, in the battle had bled,
All that was left was his loyal horse,
And a stinging life full of remorse,
He saw, braving the dark street, a boisterous young lad,
Which made the horseman even more sad,
The soldier wondered if he hadn’t fled that way,
Would he have made a colonel today?
His dreams shattered, taking its painful flight,
When this boy walked past and into the night,
He wished then that his agony would be caged,
And that their places would be forever exchanged…
Final Act: The Cripple
The narrow deserted street saw little life,
The passing crowd, traversed, like through butter, a hot knife,
On that desolate street, made a cripple, his home,
He sat reading, his ever moldy tome,
Contemplating over his blazing youth,
And the times, he, on his two legs stood,
Till the time of that treacherous day,
That had taken his money, wife and leg away,
Then came a pampered boy, who’s hungry eye,
On a soldier of late, did spy,
He sat there, watching this silent talk,
And cried because he could no longer ride or walk,
He wished that his agony would be caged,
And that his place would be forever changed…
