[Adonis]

the peace in his head began

Silence amoungst the dusty presence, a building of lessons
A lone child in attendance silently weeps, lost in the message
In his mind the laughter echos, relentless bullies, ravenous
Teasing & taunting the young master & his friend, the abacus
In books the child took solace, his mind so vivid & fabulous
He imagined himself been the hero, vanquishing his antagonists
From worlds of old, the child grew bold, slaying dragons
Before hopping in time as an outlaw raiding coach wagons
He became many things, a gunslinger, a mighty ancient egyptian
& No bullies could ever follow him to the world of fiction
Fast, it became an addiction, his grip on reality came loose
The years quickly went by, the child became bitter & recluse
Now in his 40's, the man was empty, his soul an empty box
For inside his mind, even the boy in the library was truely lost

the war was over