August 6th, 2016
In the timeworn crib,
a dead baby lies.
It does not move
nor does it cry.
Mommy does drugs
And Daddy is a drunkard.
And their poor baby?
She died in her slumber.
Unloved and Unnoticed,
no family's care or any friends...
All she did was cry,
not knowing her life would end.
In the desolate home,
a young thief sat.
Running away was the option
he had no time to regret.
He gutted all the happy children
and not against his will.
Unloved and Unnoticed,
jealously is why he kills.
She could be your unborn child
and he may be your classmate.
When Unloved and Unnoticed,
these are possible fates.
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Reaper's Plague
PoesíaSince August 26th of 2015, I've been writing poetry. I was inspired by the song "One Reason" by Fade to write, and now I'm ready to publish. Follow me if you enjoy my poems, it'll let me know that you're reading them, I guess. WARNING: Poetry may be...
