Thursday, December 13, 2007

A Prodigy's Life

In the middle of a stage,
a young kid sits.
To his little fingers' rhythm,
a symphony plays.

Born a prodigy,
Drawn to the limelight.
He is, still a kid;
But a man in a kid's shoe.

In the middle of the world,
grows up the prodigy,
Innocence tarnished,
Never by the fame!

A young man he becomes,
Still the fame his heart craves,
Fear grows in his mind,
And in the shadows he hides.

A mother keeps watching,
All the time wondering,
Why my son was granted,
A prodigy's life!


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