For the children of neglect

A little boy looks outside And as he peeks his eyes grow wide He picks up the phone and dials a friend "There's no school today!" Is the reply from the other end He runs to his mom his eyes filled with joy His mom looks in disgust at the tiny boy "What do you want?  Shouldn't you get dressed?" "There's no school today mommy!  Isn't that the best?" She looks at her son, her eyes fill with rage "You're a lair" she says "Now go to your cage! You're going to school, like it or not Sure the bullys beat you, you're just a little snot!" "But mommy! Really!" his eyes fill with tears "Look outside at the snow!  It hasn't been so deep in years!" His mom grows impatient and slaps him in the face "WELL IF YOUR SCHOOL IS CLOSED FIND ANOTHER PLACE!" He cries out loud as he doubles back in pain "There's no place open mommy, it's snowing harder than the spring rain" "Well then get out of my face, you're just a disgrace I don't care where you go runt! Go find someplace!" "But mommy" he says crying now hard "You used to love snow!  You used to play with me in the front yard!" His mom growls with anger she raises her hand "That was before!  You're the biggest dissappointment I've had!" His brothers and sisters come out of their room They cower when they see her beating him to his doom "Mommy" He says with tears spilling out "I'll do anything to make it up to you, just don't hurt me.. OUCH!" "Stop squirming!" she says as she grabs his wrist tight "GET OUT NOW" she throws him out the door "Get out of my sight!" The boy wanders the streets his heart filled with pain He walks in the cold, no coat, snow like rain He finds an alley way back down the street He curls up tight his head to his feet "Why does mommy hate me?  Is it because I cry?" He falls asleep soundly, and in the boy's sleep did he die In the morning when they found him he was drown in his tears With bruises and scraps from beatings through the years The mother sat motionless, not this did she expect She sat there silently, now seeing the extreame neglect But she just didn't care, she didn't have a heart And now it was her life that will fall apart This is for the children neglected every day And by writing this I hope that for them you will prayNot personal expierance... just something I thought of after seeing all those neglect stories on the news that oppened my eyes and made me think. This is to honor all children who are neglected day by day. Written February 1st, 2002 © on Feb 01 2002 08:39 AM PST   0 • 1