Caitlin Johnstone – “Naughty Little Boys”

October 28, 2017 at 9:20 am (Caitlin Johnstone, Poetry & Literature)

That little boy’s mum is going to be so upset.

He hasn’t combed his hair,

and his clothes are filthy.

And what’s he gone and done with his legs?

Where are your legs, little boy?

Better go and find them before your mum sees you.

Those legs are very important to her.


They sent the little boys up into the sky

and over the ocean to go play soldiers.

They gave them toy guns

full of toy bullets,

and they screamed toy screams,

and bled toy blood,

and cried toy tears,

and had toy nightmares,

and called out for their mums

in the desert.


The man on the TV keeps calling them heroes.

Don’t call them that, TV man,

you’ll only encourage them.

These are little boys,

and they’re being very naughty.

They are worrying their mums sick

and it’s time for them to go home.


Find your legs, little boy,

and go be with your mum.

Find your hands and your face too;

she’ll miss those as well.

Find your mind and bring it back

from that dark, scary place.

You’re not there anymore.

You are home.

Stop screaming toy screams

and crying toy tears

and go tell your mum that you’ve had

a bad dream.

Caitlin Johnstone

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