"Neverland " By Angel Young

August 25, 2017

“Neverland”

Once upon a time in Neverland

There lived a boy named Peter Pan

Now look we all know the story-

Of a boy who could fly

Unlike the Grimms, it’s not gory

But this story, like others, has an unexpected twist

Stare for too long and you’ll surely miss-

Wait look- at the sky- there he goes!

He’s the breeze of the wind

The mist of a rainbow

Oh wait, you thought he was a person, I see

But truth be told he’s not like you and me

He’s a spirit of nature

A spirit called Pan

He resides in the forests

In the soil of this land

Yet we destroy it-

Oil it, work hard and toil it,

Deaf to his cries of mercy

For the destruction of the land

Is not in his hands

Within this once upon a “Neverland “

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