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THE STATIONERY BOY
THE STATIONERY BOY His little dark street Is at home in the silky cobweb; His little dark street Is only loud in the missionaries’ prayers, It elicits a gaze in very few people, It is but an uninvited guest to life. The stationery boy hands out his beautiful fliers, Like a messenger of his little dark street. In his big clear eyes a tear is born, Not as an accusation, But as wonderful love, His heart is young and full of hopes That someday his big silent tear Shall drop onto someone’s palm. A new day is born in his wonderful spirit, Perhaps somewhat cold and strange, But a new day, still. Oh powerful destiny, listen to your unloved son, Wake up the sleeping star; Wake up the sleeping sun; Wake up the sleeping hearts of men, So that the new day may be a friend to your unloved son. In the inaudible shadows, he has his faithful listeners, In death he has a faithful visitor, His young beautiful eyes are more familiar with death than life. When so many happy children gather around the city’s Christmas tree, His dear young heart is loudly beating into the deaf nights, Like a silver bell, So that his small, dark home would be alight with a gaze. When the wonderful northern wind brings Happy children’s voices from afar, Like a modest Christmas gift, The stationery boy is building his little kingdom of happiness In his vivid imagination, His days and nights may be cold and dark, But his imagination is bright and completely wonderful, It shines in the darkness like an angel. His silver bell is ringing beyond the heavenly dome. If you want to show a real angel to your kid, Hurry towards that little dark street, And you might be lucky enough to see the stationery boy Before he gets his silver wings. ©Walter William Safar
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