Expectation

i am walking towards the sun. This is the moment i've been waiting for. I am going to throw my arms around the man and cry into his long hair and shoulder.

But he turns away. I drop to my knees and punch the dirt, some of it gets stuck between my knuckles. Running my hands through my hair makes my scalp dirty. But i don't care anymore.

But then he is back at my side, laughing at me, calling me a silly duffer, helping me to my feet. Then he kicks me in the groin.

A big joke. A plaything for God. A marianette thats been scuffed and broken by a unappreciative child. I decide to go buy an ice cream and start to feel better.