BIG BOYS

BIG BOYS

The deep sadness
The red anger space
The hang on tight we
may end up in the next county passion

All hidden behind the great wall of control
That terrible land where I locked
the little boy who would cry

And if I open the door to one of these
they will come bursting out
And with what years
of build up force behind them

I know big boys don’t cry
I don’t remember why
Would they die