Waiting for the Second Coming

I saw my self in Lucy gray's innocence an everlsting it was in her
and of course in me
exploring life and becoming
nature's favourite child..

hopping and playing like
 Pip of Great Expectations
wondering like Miranda
 asking curious questions
about the uncertain life.

doing  Sawyer Adventures
and exploring life like Gulliver.
enjoying and  knowing
and relishing the wonders of life.

but for how long...?
how long would I be away
from unsure life
no , no! I won't be a silent spectator
of Innocence Sweeping ceremony
of poor chimney boys.
For how long..? i would be a
suffering  mira or jameela.

but yes i am afraid
afraid of this life
i am a meek Prufrock
no guts to show
  to face weary life around.
I have become hard  Louisa
 no say of mine,
opressed under the
Gradgrindian Life.

The Lucy in me is  decaying,
 i will not let it die,
There is a need,a want for a spark
 with in. A Second Coming
of pure and innocent joys
of Life.