This kid who moves around and sleeks
Around the corners, in the town,
A boy nobody likes or seeks,
A kid everyone puts down.
In the shadows, he always stays,
His face is ashen, his lips are white,
No one knows he hasn't eaten in days,
There's no wonder he stays out of sight.
And on he goes, no kindness paid to him,
Working for little, but providing a Home
For his siblings, giving them the food he gets on a whim
To the three of them; Heroic-yet Invisible.
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Poems from the Heart and Mind
Cerita PendekThese poems are all ones I've wriiten over the years, some in good times, some in bad. A lot are fragments of my imagination. There are some poems of suicide, love, broken-heartedness, confusion, and death. Enjoy.
