delinquent

delinquent

You sound sweet, they have to admit.

There’s a sense of melody,

The noise is, when you strive to sit.

On their treasured measured property

Every time I look at you,

Your rhythm only blesses me

Binds letters with destiny,

I wonder why the sound and look

Don’t marry with the meaning book?

You look and sound so delicate

How horrid is your worth so then!

Do the kids who stick to you

Come from a different den!

Oyé O cries Peter Pan

Santa, Tooth fairy, Piper don’t show

All stuck in caravan.

Have left the town with time and age

Red with anger, wise and rage?

Calling me, so I don’t grow

Calling me so, I don’t grow.

My eyes don’t yet go off your sight

Although, I read and sing until it lies

Soft are they so sitting right?

With open eyes I realise

Rain of questions pouring in

Logic, sense is all within.

They ragged me when I didn’t know

Was hiding in the address though?

They dragged, and threw me out of schools

Teams of learned, grown up fools.

They find me weird and crooked still

Drag me to the court to show

Pluck me like a daffodil?

The word and worth are not to flow.

All I longed was to just exist,

So sat on you, to all resist.

I go back where my nest is strong

Unchained from your worth to be,

Standing on the property

Hey tell them not to get me wrong

For they are also kids like me,

Pass me off as elegant?

The crime of rhyme from time to grow

Can hide inside a silent saint!

In their eyes and ears I’m happy to be

Forever crude, rude and delinquent!