Poor Child
written by: JahArt Kushite
@JahartK
Your lips are like a cracked muddy surface
Dry and rough wretched from a hungry night
No wonder you wear such an angry face
Your burdens have shadowed your days light
Your eyes are swallowed in like a gorge
Sadness has found a home in them
Flogging upon your soul a scourge
O what a pity! Sorrows are all you tame
Your lips are a dead symbol of dreams
A void of hopelessness they impart
Yet none can tell your silent screams
Or hear the echoes of your lonely heart
Your pain bearing eyes are like a tainted arrow
Piercing on hearts of humanity to no avail
Barring you from the joys of a better tomorrow
Wailing as you tread this life too exquisitely frail
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