INTELLIGENT

My child seems hypnotized
By what he sees
I look towards the direction
Of his field of vision
And the only thing that captures
My attention is the sign
On the back of a woman
That’s says “bebe”

Some meters back
There was another sign
In another woman’s back
That said “perfect”

What are you seeing son?
I asked him
He remains silent
Glassy-eyed

What are you seeing son?
More silence

I look at the woman
And then look at him
He smiles at me
And runs away towards
His classroom