A Boy Made of String

The Boy made of String.  Dec 1/21

Can you imagine such a thing, a boy made of string?!

He is different in every way they all sing!

They spin him like a top, round and round he goes!

Who is he nobody knows!

Left frayed and unwound, the other kids ignore

Dejected and dismayed, his mystery silently written in lore.

As time moves on, the boy turns into a teen.

Can you imagine such a thing, a teen made of string?

Teens begin to take the string and pull in different directions,

You must go this way, no that! You are nothing, you are wrong, you are different, you are rejection.

They spin him like a top, round and round he goes!

What is he nobody knows!

Left frayed and unwound, the other teens ignore.

Dejected and dismayed, his mystery silently written in lore.

Almost unwound, the boy is now a man.

Can you imagine such a thing, a man made of string?

Men and Women begin to pull longer and harder on the strings!

You must be strong! You must be brave! You must be this way and that they chant!

But he is not that way they rant! They spin him like a top, round and round he goes!

Why is he still here nobody knows!

Left unravelled and completely unwound, the other men and women ignore.

Now unwound, the boy once a teen, now a man, is standing bare.

Can you imagine such a thing, a man lying bare?!

A light emerges and a man whispers, I have something to share!

The light embraces, and whispers, you are not bare!

You are simply now aware!

You are loved, and I have not forgotten you!

Meet the new you!

But am I not still made of string? They will surely still sing and chant and rant!

It is true, some may still see the string and slant.

But this matters not to the KING!

For you are all made of string!