Once I saw a little boy
He was like a funny toy:
He had angel’s face and hair
And his eyes… the one blue pair…
I just stopped. My mouth was opened,
I was feeling like a frozen.
He was kind of nine years old…
Why then U felt this strong cold?
If for me it was a danger?
No. He was my guarding angel.
So, I had to come to him
To speak about all the things.
So, I smiled at him and said:
“What’s your name, my little friend?”
I was waiting for sun beam
Just like in a color dream.
But he shortly answered me:
“Fuck off. You’re ugly dirty bitch”.
Then he went away from there.
I realized it was a simple kid.