Poem February / March 2006

CRY LITTLE BOY
– © 2005 Jerry Esnough

Cry little boy at the end of the movie
As the credits roll and the picture screen becomes dark

The man shell you wear
Cold and rigid

Who would guess you had a heart

People flock to you
Now that you are gone

To reminisce sad trails of lost love

People love a gloomy story
It makes them want to change theirs

"I don’t want to end up like that"
A little boy crying inside the shell of a man

Cold and rigid