Daniel Frado Trilli’s World Into this world flaming bright a child so quick such a delight His “differences” became known parental relationship blown life became harder, then harder for him to own Fronting and posing just to stay afloat he started to create his own life boat He pushed and pressed trying to make it through “societies” screen door passage allowed pore by pore Daniel gave up trying to fit pore by pore into and through societies door He armed himself with pictures galore “body art” they call it but we know more… “Armor” it’s called to wear in the world in case he slammed into their door learning he needed it more and ever more… Angels on his neck should have been a clue the world around him was getting sticky as goo Through all the armor his beauty still grew flowing out of him like a faucet on “spew” Day by day, I grew to know he struggled with the “fitting in” too much flim flam he wished to live in Amsterdam His light… was funny and bright yet at times his mind became dark as night So here we are in this earth bound muck now I think he has all the luck