Alex Conall, social justice bard (
alexconall) wrote2014-11-05 01:33 pm
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Fly with Pan, London
London McCabe was six years old
and I bet he knew
exactly
what he wants to be
when he grows up.
All children, except one, grow up—
Fly with Pan and the Lost Ones,
London who'll never grow up.
Find peace and joy and excitement
in Neverland as never on earth.
Perhaps Wendy or Jane or Margaret
shall be your mother—
better she than your own.
Fly with Tink and the Lost Ones,
London who'll ever be known
as just one more name on the roster
of Lost Ones who'll never grow old.
We will weep our tears for you,
and hope you are the last,
and work to ensure the fear killed you
is something of the past.

Fly with Pan, London by Alex Conall is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.
and I bet he knew
exactly
what he wants to be
when he grows up.
All children, except one, grow up—
Fly with Pan and the Lost Ones,
London who'll never grow up.
Find peace and joy and excitement
in Neverland as never on earth.
Perhaps Wendy or Jane or Margaret
shall be your mother—
better she than your own.
Fly with Tink and the Lost Ones,
London who'll ever be known
as just one more name on the roster
of Lost Ones who'll never grow old.
We will weep our tears for you,
and hope you are the last,
and work to ensure the fear killed you
is something of the past.

Fly with Pan, London by Alex Conall is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.