and there he stands -a little boy,
no shoes on his feet and dirt in his hands.
molding dreams from the clay of his fathers,
and fathers before him.
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and there he walks -a little boy,
in a path already chosen.
and in his mind the strides will all match,
but his steps remain smaller.
[only love will lead to love]
behind all his notions of doubtful chagrin,
are old pickett fences thatÍll be white once again,
and there he waits ready for a life to begin.
and there he sits -a little boy,
gazing through windows.
and all he sees in the abscence of peace,
is a world out of reach.
tell me whatÍs ahead where the light doesnÍt shine.
a little boy whose lost and a life heÍs yet to find.
what will become of his helpless cry
as the youth of a little boy passes by?
only love will lead to love.
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