Glares

THEY STING AND THEY BURN
the glares from strangers around
They see the chains and the black
but they miss the child hiding behind it
a lonely child with no life
no family
no emotions
no heart
for the strangers have ripped him of him self
with there glares and insults
so the child who is hiding is planning
the revenge of sick men
as the strangers glare
the child breathes and releases his soul
with wave of flames and damming the strangers in a lake of fire
and the child smiles for he is free