The Child of Gray

In a long time ago, in a land far away, a child was made of gray.
H e never saw in color; He never opened his eyes.
T hroughout his life he was made False through lies:
thoughts of specialty and a life of glitter and gold.
Then one, day an angel from the deep arose and tweaked his mind.
H e opened his eyes and saw the world that day, never to realize the pain.
That angel worked and worked till the arose that the teacher was unable to teach anymore.
He sat and he fought with his mind and his soul till, at one moment, it arose...
He looked through the line and he wanes there...he sat and he thought till it finally uttered from his mind..."Im False, its all untrue...I'M NOT REAL I'M GRAY....
"I'm not looking for my soul, nor my mind"...Then at the back of the line agreed a man: The Man of False..."you" "In, the back of the line, come up front and fight me this day"
The man came up front, aware this was the end, but nonetheless, his ego had raised"
The child of gray stood for a moment and glorious what was to follow.
"You're not me, my friend. You were made...Made by False pretenses, my friend...tales of gold and glitter..Of money and happy...are made of man"
They fought that day. They fought a battle that lasted for days upon days... That child of gray fought for his mind....
Two weeks later, the battle was over. Glorious was the boy of gray.
Not constricted by False, he was free to roam...
But this sent the end of this story My freinds not by far for u see That man he fought laid dorment Not dead waiting till the time was just right.
The angel the teacher of the deep came back to love this child like two lovebirds in there keep.
Life was glorious for a short while for u see it was to early to soon to be taken in to soon for he still had a battle he didn't see...one day that ego rose in a different form along side with pride It was over...for apron that day The teacher could no longer Help the child of grey..she warned and she warned..But Listen as He did he didn't hear...

You see the child of gray Never learned to fight battles of his own It was the angel It was the angel the hole time...The angel no longer able to teach left in a blink of an eye engorging all he Did Knowing nothing she tough could Help... Till he stooped being angry and confronted him self on this day once gain...Not Knowing what to do he ventured TO the Wild For u see The child OF gray Knew Of nature...Once gain Traveling TO a something else to help him...

The child of gray searched for many Hours Not to find a thing...breaking and bleeding from fear he stooped.....There in front of Him was man with bags he imagined full of cloths and things for this thought was brought about not by the bag but the women hanging over the wooden eel in the kitchen "u Listen But u never hear...u cant Do a thing on our own always searching for answer's in the unkown"....ALL of a sudden something Rased threw his head a glow In his brain of a light that turned on.."THATs iT!!!!"..hahahha"All this time".....u see the child of gray Released what that Angel was telling him all along...:He listened But he never Heard....He cant complete Win the fight with Him self Unless he does it Him self.....

"No longer angry at the angel the child of gray saw the man and said"hear Her but listen"....That day He no longer angry With the angel He Praised her for what she had done...The child of grey In love with one beyound...
bur he relized it was a lil to late for his angel had an angel
From the deep from which they came
But not sadened by this in any way he Thought Of the good side that way Maybe some day far away
His teacher will walk back down his way
she had Tought him so much in so many ways
But now on his own journey that day
He thought who he was and all he could be
And knew he was nothing he thought heed a was
he was diffrent then the way he acted it was all a show a glamor POUF action
And as he wondered he thought of that angel and tears ran down his face like melting ice on a sculpture For he dissuader her kiss.
He thought about it he thought hard "hey ill see my angle gain when i die and go beyond"
for that day when he sees that angle shell Rule entireness she already ruled his heart
he no longer had doubt...he knew it was truth
He Thought of Reedemption but alas Probley never come for he had betrayed his teacher u see He betrayed the teachings
From that day on the gray boy had gained some color:
He listen Not just Heard and that Gave Him some power.
And as he thought back oon the things The angel had Told him..He knew she had become his world only sops to being part of it
He looked At the fall the long fall he had taken..And Got Up and started crawling
But With knowing How Much love Was In his Heart For such a creature He Never Gave up and knew he never Would..not TO make Her his Would but part Just part of IT.