Wynton’s eyes see the night in a whole different dawn,
Walking his dog with his headphones on.
Listening to the music that takes his mind away,
Not into the night, but a whole new day.
Ignoring the world that continues to die,
Sad-hearted people harmoniously cry,
But not Wynton Macklin in a world all his own,
Walking his dog with his headphones on.
X-girlfriend’s shoulder colder than an igloo.
His best friend is dating who?
It won’t matter to Wynton unless it’s lyrics to a song,
Walking his dog with his headphones on.
As the world falls apart, Wynton is left alone.
Keep calling but reality won’t answer the phone.
So Wynton stays proud as he grows alone,
Walking his dog with his headphones on.
By Wynton, age 14
(originally posted on July 16, 2007)
gautami tripathy
For a 14 years old, this reflects a mature mind. I like the images/visuals created here.
Thanks yet again!
Crafty Green Poet
there’s a really good rhythm to this and the repitition underlines the message of the poem