I’m at the park watching an old guy feed bread crumbs to a flock of pigeons.
He’s like God throwing manna to the Children of Israel.
Sometimes I think all of life is magical but growd-ups don’t wanna talk about magic.
They say magic is for kids but if you ask them how come they’re alive, they don’t know what to say.
Ok, so I got a question:
Let’s say one-day u meet someone an’ this person sez they got lots a love for you but somethin’ don’t feel right.
But you wanna be loved and the person seems straight up. An’ you love ‘em back.
But there’s shadows you can’t explain, and the shadows look familiar.
But you don’t want to lose the love so u try to pretend like the shadows ain’t there when, bam!
Them shadows gets bigger an’ meaner until everything is black like it was for Robby when the shadows sliced his soul.
So you try to talk about it cuz maybe it’s all in your head so you say, “I’m scared cuz
I think somethin’ ain’t right.”
An’ the person says; “Bad people see bad things in good people.”
So you go, OK. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m crazy. Maybe I imagine lies and meanness cuz I’m bad.
An I think, “Everything about me is me is wrong….”
An’ then I think, “But this all feels so familiar…”
So one day I come home an’ I see somethin’ terrible…I see this person doin’ bad stuff with a little kid, an’ I say, “Wow! That’s wrong!”
So right away this person says I’m a hater that ain’t got no gratitude an’ I didn’t see what I seen an’ I need to remember that most folks don’t even like me an cuz I’m judgmental an I’m not allowed to be judgmental cuz makin’ judgments it’s wrong.
An’ I think, “This feels so familiar an’ so confusing.
An’ I think, “If everything is good then nothin’s bad and that can’t be right.”
So now I’m thinkin’ it really is me, cuz maybe I’m full of shadows, cuz maybe I’m a hater an I got no room to judge things cuz I’m the one that’s wrong.
But ain’t it wrong to do sex stuff with a little kid?
So here’s my question?
Do you got this stuff figured out?
Is it always wrong to judge and ain’t there some things that’s wrong to do?