A boy filled with gladness of living comes in his house
And goes up the stairs to his joyful room and throws his school bag on the floor.

With that he took out his lunch box, which he put on his shelf,
his blue water bottle which he emptied out in his sink, then put on his shelf,

His black jacket which he hung on his hook
And his pet sugar glider which he let run about his joyful and happy room.

During that day he heard the echo
of the spirit filled corridor

and felt the fear of dying.

He could the hear the joyed birds tweeting,
he could smell the rotten milk
that had been spilled earlier that year, he had the fear of fighting at the same time.

He remembered the memory of himself being thrown off a bridge into water but survived
luckily.

by Logan