lost child

smile my child
a new sun for you will rise
not on the shaded greens
of your backyard
but on the horizon you have
stretched your neck to see
how far

i know corns have grown
for you
not on the fields
but on your palms
as you carry half the load
your dad has, on his shoulders
in your heart

the sky was painted
red, when you saw a neighbor shot dead
black, when mom sold her bed for you
grey, when a brother cried for her
ugly when you found all these
...not a dream

the rains will pour
some more, rocks
will bore holes on your roof
knocking on your empty stomach
crashing on paper walls

and them colors will make you
fearless, of more storms so strong
they take you, swallowed by waves
taken to depth, you hold your breath
like a moment of death
then everything you watch in stillness
till the new light flickers

smile my child
you'll need these, to create brighter hues
to paint your world anew
banish that frown that breeds despair
instead, plant left-over dreams
on a land where fairy tales grow

soon, you too will see
scattered  moonlights
stars painted like glitters
in an ocean, hushing the tides
rolling only soft ripples that will carry you
from a lost child to a man
born of fate, grown in wisdom