Two Roads

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference." - Robert Frost

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Little Boy

Little boy
with your blood,
and bruises...
Where do you go?
What do you think?
Does anyone care?


Neglected
you sit in
the corner...
Do you ever eat?
Do you smile?
Do they notice?

Does it hurt
every time
he kicks?
With each punch 
do you shudder
and wince?

I ask you,
but I know
the answer.
I simply ask
cause I wonder
if others do.

Little boy,
so skinny
and small...
What is your name?
What do you think?
Where are you now?


(disclaimer - photo is not my work and does not belong to me, it belongs to: http://ouradopt.com/category/traumatized-children )

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