This crazy night
Little boy is walking in the dark.
He doesn’t know,
What’s waiting for him now.
He never listens
What mom says to him,
He is just curious boy,
From a small village.
He never had a dad,
That’s why he’s so sad.
That’s why he is walking to a cave
Girls think he is brave.
Little boy took a torch,
And also a little matchbox,
So he could light a torch,
And never, ever get lost.
First step in a cave,
It’s not dangerous as it seems,
But when little boy falls on the ground,
He wants to get back to his mom.
Alas, it’s too late!
You had to think,
You had no brain.
And now you’re lost and alone,
That costs you a lot.
Little boy stands up and goes.
Many sounds freak him out,
There’s no way back,
Everything is so dark.
He trips on plain ground,
What’s going on?
Little boy is tired too much
He’s not going to make it
Until the dawn.
That agony he feels…
That endless pain…
Little boy screams
Again and again…
His bloody body needed help
But nobody helped,
Nobody knew
He was there…
Boy closed his eyes,
And tried to go against pain
He tried to fight
For his own life.
He lost the battle
And slept forever.
Everybody missed him
Even his mom,
She was crying
For her little boy.
Nobody found his body,
Nobody knew is he alive,
But everybody thought
He didn’t survive.
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Little Boy in a Cave (The Attys 2012)
PoetryThis is a poem I created on 2012-08-07. I hope you like it! And sorry for my grammar.