A Boy Yet To Treasure II

By: Rionel “2tet” Belen Clado

It was an adorable month’s heart

When an innocent landed in world’s cart

Perplexed and confused don’t know where to start

Believing something’s missing on carried special art.

He seems to be a lost stranger

Who was then fresh from a manger

“Barefooted”, as what others might say

“Reluctant”, surely this man’s lay.

There was confusion and wilderness on the thriving line

But replaced with appealing comfort just like a growing vine

Melancholy is then sustain by alimony of friendship

To doors of new home filled with diamonds on a sealed ship.

Each day became uneasy for this “lad of smiles”

From burning loads before to vigorous styles

“Thought of satisfaction” arouse, as if this will never end

But opportunity comes and invites him to mend.

This is not a sad goodbye,

Not even a ramifying “I will resign”

It is just a departure for a while

In picking the distant and vivid gold mine, he should entwine.

Now that this man’s road has to branch out

Let this poem be his channel of having everybody’s scout

Let your solemn prayers caress and guide him in reaching the summit

And be thy support lights this man, who is now prepare to do it.

Remember that once upon a time in this human civilization,

Someone brings fun, joy, hopes and inspiration

His name is “JOHN ERICK CARVAJAL”, and he will always be just around.