The Lollipops

   

When I was walking around the garden

A young boy running in a mad, mad frenzy

Bumped into me, and almost pushed me down

By the time I heard his word sorry, he was gone running,

I looked fascinated, at this boy running so madly, and

Catching the multicoloured butterflies buzzing around,

The butterflies kept on buzzing around everywhere

And he continued giggling, bursting with joy as a child

I noticed a strange sight, that many men approached him

Stopped near him, and were offering him a few lollipops

As I wonder about this offer, I was truly, too shocked to see

I found the boy offering something in exchange, from his bag

Without hesitation, with a broad smile, he gave them all

My curiosity getting the better of me, I walked and went closer

To watch, what was that he offered in return, for these lollipops

Strange and stranger was the sight, as my eyes discovered 

A huge bag of precious gems, sparkling, blinding the eyes

Yes, he possessed, a bag loaded with many of these gems but

Was too innocent of his boundless fortune of wealth

And he was ready to exchange the gems for a few lolly pops.

Strange exchange, of this boy’s innocence, of his abundant value

He continued to throw away his gems with a boundless joy

As the world offered lollipops he danced gleefully satisfied

Scattering his precious gems, catching butterflies that buzzed.

I stood watching helpless, as my heart could only weep

How could I help this innocent boy with his peculiar worth?

I am a stranger, little do I know about his heart or language

Oh, God!! Give him, the crown due to him, that he richly deserves

Yes, this is the reality everywhere in the world today

There are these innocent boys with unimaginable talent

The cunning people take it away for their precise credit

While the little boys are happy with the offered lollipops