blueberrybells

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Genius Child

This is a song for the genius child.
Sing it softly, for the song is wild.
Sing it softly as ever you can -
Lest the song get out of hand.

Nobody loves a genius child.

Can you love an eagle, 

Tame or wild? 

Can you love an eagle, 

Wild or tame?
Can you love a monster 

Of frightening name?

Nobody loves a genius child.

Kill him - and let his soul run wild.

- Langston Hughes