The kid and the stone

by pablofernandezwriting

It is hard to notice
The hand upon his thigh
Hides a stone.
With that subtle ally
He has already won.

The thumb caresses
The sand
Upon the rocky surface
If seen from below his left arm
You could almost see some fear.
If his arm covers his mouth
Your eyes will also know
He has already won.

His heart is beating faster
He knows his fear
And he is not afraid
The moment has already passed
Why be afraid?
His legs like tree roots planted
His body tastes
The tension of the instant
He has died so many times already
So many times he has faced his enemy
And has taken him down
The stone has spoken
Go son, you are free now
You have already won.