The empty streets
Cannot talk,
As the stained pavement
Cannot cry.
Why did it have to end like this?
There was nobody waiting for him
To come back home.
His mother
His lover
And only caregiver
Was darkness.
A broken prayer
Drowned into
An empty alley.
Now we will never know
What could have been.
One-thousand chances
To have a happy life
Got cut up into little pieces.
For a twisted mind,
He was a criminal
Just for existing…
Nobody come to his rescue…
Nobody held his hand
In his last moments.
Why did it have to end like this?
1 COMMENTS
Lea Ebio
October 10, 2015 - 09:59 sad but wise..i like it