Little Broken Child

by Shana   Sep 22, 2005


Lets take the time to hear the children cry out with fear.
No ones there to clear his tears.
The lonely little boy in the darkness, with no one to tell him everything's going to be alright.
He lies on the floor with no happy memories.
His wings are broken,
Hoping someone would fix them.
All those children lost in the world,
with no one to guide them.
He squeezes his tattered teddy bear,
As he walks on the streets with no shoes,
He falls, no one to hold him and tell him its ok.
But for those lost children, its not ok.
Maybe one day someone will fix this LITTLE BROKEN CHILD.

-Shana

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  • 18 years ago

    by Kittie

    Wow I liked your poem!! I also wanted to send you a privet message thingy but I have no Idea how do do it but you are so awsome I live Kurt tooo!!!!! ok talk to you agin if you like! your poem was very deep and I like the way you chooses to exspress your feeling in it! bye bye
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