A happy boy, a young happy boy, a smiling young happy boy.
Raised by a mother whom he saw cheating on his father
Neglected by his drunk father whom he saw always hurting
Lost innocence at the age of 14 to a prostitute for few bucks
Raped by his teacher for only to get accepted
But a happy young boy never seized to love
Fell in love with a cheating wife of his neighbor
But he never stopped loving
Even for few bucks he never stopped loving with a shining smile drank to remember his father
Roaming, jumping ,playing around the block on the road
With the girls, sometimes with their toys, sometimes with their bodies
Searching and longing
The boy, that man like his father
That boy with the instinct of his mother
That boy with idea of his teacher
Never stopped loving.
By Salman Tariq
Salman Tariq is a business graduate from the middle of few cities of Pakistan. He is a reader, a writer, the one who always looking for pleasure in words and in a desperate struggle to reform education.