Hopeless Little Boy

It's amazing what we don't notice in life. This poem is an reflection of that and my internal suffering.

                         The hopeless little boy cried through

                            the night

                         No one stopped to look or even

                           give a thought

                          They didn't notice the agony he

                           woefully endured

                           Ignored he cried louder

                           this time from his soul     

                            Once again the little boy

                             received no help

                             People carried on with their

                              glories in life

                             No one noticed the hopeless

                             little boy perished