Project 6: Narrative Poem
It is cold, cold, with these filthy rags
Only rags to cover one’s starving frame
It is cold, sad, when even if you pass,
For others, tomorrow would stay the same.
And you cough, sneeze, a homeless boy’s mark
Without relief in the streets of London
You cry, you die, alone in the dark
With no one to save you from Death’s dungeons.
For I’m Lost… Lost, with nowhere to go
Not a soul to care what I’ve seen and done
I want home, love, a shelter from snow,
But parents and friends who care, I have none.
How it hurts, throbs, in body and heart
When you are cold and alone in Life’s fight
And you stare, you wish, and gaze at the stars
At the far-off worlds of hope of the night.
But he’s here, here – I can finally leave
Taking his hand to fly far, far away
I can see – love – the boy I could be
If I follow him and join in his ways.
Then I’m gone, away, second to the right
Flying away, shedding off my old self
And I look, down, without fear of height
High above the little lights that marked wealth.
Now let’s come, come, for this world is ours
Without fear or care, without tears or cold
Let us sing, play, in the woods for hours
In this place where we will never grow old.
For we went, followed, straight on till morning
So we could be free and chase the sunrise
For there’re none, not one, who will be mourning
The Lost Boys who have vanished from this life.
Note: This poem is based off the original Peter Pan by J. M. Barrie. Some have speculated that Neverland was meant to represent some kind of afterlife (Kavey and Friedman, Second Star to the Right), as Peter Pan was actually inspired by Barrie’s older brother, who died in a skating accident and would therefore remain a boy forever in the family’s mind. This poem is kind of meant to portray Neverland as death: if you take the parentheses out of the title, it becomes “Never Found,” and at the end the Lost Boy vanished not just from this world, but from this life.
Also, most people probably remember that in Disney’s version of Peter Pan, Peter tells Wendy that Neverland is “second star to the right.” In the original story it’s just “second to the right,” which is the line I included, as Barrie explains that Peter just said anything that came to mind so he could please Wendy.
If you do want to be less morbid, you can still think of Neverland as a place the narrator learned to call home. In Western culture, many people fondly remember Neverland as a trademark of their childhood, especially since the Disney movie came out with its somewhat more cheerful twists. So don’t let me spoil that for you with my poem based off speculations :P