Heroes:
Peter Pan
By: MJ_Best_Fan (MJNO)
Peter Pan flew o'er the window sill
When the stars were light and the lakes were still.
And then when the dark had settled down
He'd rise to his feet in boots of brown,
jump to the sky in one big leap
Fly o'er the valleys, mountains steep.
Winding through the night winds arms,
Followed by a light of fairy charms,
That danced and tumbled as it flew
Throughout the midnight sky of blue.
The lamp that followed was Tinkerbell.
A piece of sun that rose and fell.
And when it did it drifted down,
'Pon Peter's path she'd been found.
And from that day to this, she followed him,
Through flight or walk or there within.
And in her piece of sky blue dress,
She winged with him in happiness.
They together brought forth the tale,
Of youth and magic to the frail,
The tiny children who listen still,
And never seem to get their fill.
So, Neverland was brought to be,
Within their minds, their hearts to see,
With Indians and crocodiles,
Pirates, children, scares and smiles,
Wooden swords, ships and planks,
Peter Pan, the Prince, outranks,
Tinkerbell her glowing light,
Adventures lived both day and night.
Neverland was adventure's home,
Where heroes defeated all dangers sown.
Where troublemakers met their doom,
By Peter, the leader, and the Lost boys whom,
Dreamt their dreams o'er and o'er
Kept their youth forevermore.
The hollowed tree trunks housed the good,
Peter, the boys beneath their wood,
Nestled under the Pirate's eye,
The Indian's path, the bird in sky.
Branch bound beds and warm stoked fire,
To keep out the dew that fell much higher.
This enchanted isle of poems and prose,
Adventures, dreams and hidden rose,
Remains a piece of fantasy,
Faded and kept in one's memory.
Peter Pan the bravest lad,
Cherished by the good and bad
Skimming over the seas, the skies,
Smiling at our g1eeful cries.
In feathered hat and leather belt
Wooden sword by your side is felt.
Yes, in leotards and shirt of green
You're the bravest, booted child I've seen.
Your youth and wonder has to be,
A treasure stolen by the pirates, me.
And kept forever within our grip,
Till you reclaim it on some future trip!
Magical Child
By: Michael Jackson
Once there was a child and he was free
Deep inside he felt the laughter
The mirth and play of nature's glee
He was not troubled by thoughts of hereafter
Beauty, love was all he'd see
He knew his power was the power of God
He was so sure, they considered him odd
This power of innocence, of compassion, of light
Threatened the priests and created a fright
In endless ways they sought to dismantle
This mysterious force which they could not handle
In endless ways they tried to destroy
His simple trust, his boundless joy
His invincible armor was a shield of bliss
Nothing could touch it, no venom, no hiss
The child remained in a state of grace
He wasn't confined in time or place
In Technicolor dreams, he frolicked and played
While acting his part, in Eternity he stayed
Soothsayers came and fortunes were told
Some were vehement, others were bold
In denouncing this child, this perplexing creature
With the rest of the world he shared no feature
Is he real? He is so strange
His unpredictable nature knows no range
He puzzles us so, is he straight?
What's his destiny? What's his fate?
And while they whisper and conspired
Through endless rumors to get him tired
To kill his wonder, trample him near
Burn his courage, fuel his fear
The child remained just simple, sincere
All he wanted was the mountain high
Color the clouds, paint the sky
Beyond these boundaries, he wanted to fly
In nature's scheme, never to die
Don't stop this child, he's the father of man
Don't cross his way, he's part of the plan
I am that Child, but so are you
You've just forgotten, just lost the clue
Inside your heart sits a Seer
Between his thoughts, he can hear
A melody simple but wondrously clear
The music of life, so precious, so dear
If you could for one moment know
This spark of creation, this exquisite glow
You would come and dance with me
Kindle this fire so we could see
All the children of the Earth
Weave their magic and give new birth
To a world of freedom with no pain
A world of joy, much more sane
Deep inside, you know it's true
Just find that child, it's hiding in you.
Magical child once felt a twinge
A faint recollection, a memory unhinged
In the colors, the forms, the hue
There seemed a mystery with a subtle clue
Behind the wind, the storm, the gale
Within the shroud, beyond the veil
Hidden from view in a wondrous pattern
There seemed a force that he could not fathom
Its music and cadence were playful and sweet
He danced in bliss to its throbbing beat
He did not mind either cold or heat
On the mountain high was his royal seat
Strangers came and scorned his joy
With ridicule and banter they tried to destroy
What in their minds was a skillful play
With cruel darts they tried to plunder
To suffocate and strangle his innocent wonder
Fighting hard, despite their blunder
Again and again to steal his thunder
Despite their attacks, they could not break
With all their barbs, they could not take
God's gift of love, which they could not fake
Not knowing his strength or what he sought to seek
They complained aloud and called him a freak
But the mysterious force just kept its hold
Magical child grew brave and bold
Diving deep into his soul
In exquisite ecstasy he discovered his role
In his Self was infinite scope
This mysterious force was mankind's hope
Piercing through that mask of Being
In that silence beyond all seeing
Was a field with a different story
A field of power, of awesome glory
With other children, if unfurled
Its tidal wave would change the world
Magical child was ready to bow
Sow the seed, pick up the plough
With effortless ease, without a sigh
Without a tear, without a cry
With silent perfection
Under God's direction
To sing together as one race
Stem the tide, transform this place
Magical children, don't worry how
Don't delay, this moment's now
