The Butterfly

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The Butterfly

In a world that's painted black
a butterfly with burden on it's back
flutters bravely through the day
as his life is wasting away,
away on friend who never knew
he only wished to see sky's of blue
they never saw, they never knew

His friend, the bird, making music an art
always stealing the lady bugs' hearts.
How the butterfly wished he could be
perched upon such a lovely tree.
though the bird is his friend, he feels unworthy
to sit beside that little birdie
forever sad and melancholy.

To his brother now, the dragonfly.
How ever fast and sleek, yet sly.
He bites whom ever he gets near
and still the butterfly envies his spiteful jeers.
Though the dragonfly is angry, he's still his brother
And the butter fly would never ask for another.
In caring sadness he is smothered.

His thoughts are turned to his sister,
the ever popular caterpillar.
Forever loved by all who know,
though her heart is cold as snow.
As sad and burdened as he were.
He still cared and always protected her.
His anger, for her, he deters.

The love of his life enters his mind,
the cutest black spider who seems so kind.
Though the butterfly shows it's burning passion,
it's always shrugged off in an unwanting fashion.
So the butterfly floats toward the sky,
lifted by her beautiful lies.
Now, in loving anguish, he cries.

Through all his life and all his pain
the butterfly knows there is always gain.
So in a world that's painted black
the butterfly with burden on it's back
flutters off into the night
as in his soul fades the light.
locked forever in eternal fight.

—nujunuju1

 

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About the Author

nujunuju1 is eighteen years old and has been writing for about 4 years. He grew up mostly living in a trailer home, moving every couple of years, not too much but it was still hard every once and awhile (“I was the kid who was made fun of a lot in school, so I learned to be creative and imaginative. I didn't have imaginary friends if that's what you may be thinking. I was just a kid who had a lot of hard times.”) His father passed away when he was twelve so it was kind of hard on everyone(“But I learned to live.”) He has never had any of his works published except for on the Internet. Damien likes to read, watch television, hang out with friends, build Bionicles to keep up creativity, and likes to sing Musical numbers such as Sweeney Todd, Jesus Christ Superstar, and Nightmare Before Christmas. He aspires to be a world-renowned robotics designer, specializing in androids, or "humanoid" robots, so probably a technology major in college. He plans to minor in the culinary arts since “my second passion is cooking.”