Casting Stones

What can be done for the little ones tears
for as they grow throughout the years
the tears grow too and stain the ground
the fallen fall and hit face down.

What can be done for the forgotten one
this homily child life just begun
they just don't see as he's always here
though each one pass by hopefully near.

Then one day the lady came
boy looked up told her his name
lady scooped boy into her arms
promised him to do no harm

How is it how could it be
that all those people could not see
seeing others for thier beauty
not see this boy looking back
at me.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A very good poem. Thank you for sharing...:)

[Scout Ventures]

Thank you for reading! And a million thanks for reviewing!!!!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Heather]

i must say so far this is my favourite out of the ones you have written purely because i can relate the style which was very ambitious of you and it turned out to be successful! another lovely read keep up the good work!! :)

[Scout Ventures]

Thanks! I've been learning non stop since i started up here! Really great to have people like you looking over my work:)

[Heather]

im no expert but i like the fact you have taken into consideration the things that i have said and you are welcome is my pleasure especially with how good your work is :D