Boy

I saw a case of child abuse on the news

Little boy all alone

Sitting on a giant stone

Don’t know how to use the phone

 

Calling out for the dead

Not knowing when he last fed

Hands are stained a bloody red

 

Wonders what he did wrong

Then he hums a quiet song

He’s been out here all night long

 

Mommy left him here to die

Her coming back was a lie

Because of her, he refused to cry

 

Daddy gave him lots of bruises

Believe him, his teacher refuses

No one looks as he muses

 

Brother chaise him all around

Likes to push him to the ground

Never does he make a sound

 

Barely does he ever speak

Those close by think him weak

He is just a freak

 

He is like a broken toy

Only name he has is boy

In his life there is no joy

Reviews

[George Love]

Well done.

[DiamondNRough AKA Patty..]

So many children children live this day in and day out. I hope one day to part of making a change.

Safe Hugs