A Breath

An outsourced stranger Left to be conceived by the pouring doubts Of the “No you can’t’s!” and the “ Laws abide against you” The true story of a mistreated child On the way to his broken future He learned the truth of reality before the sweet sense of dreams An outsourced stranger who was orphaned, yet he still had a mother An orphan! Yet he still had a father Without the truthful guidance and he was slapped, bagged, and trashed by an abusing father Turned his words into a weapon without mercy Beat up this stranger like a dog on the street when he was only 3… The lies do turn sanity into something else bigger than one self The truth of the lies is hardly seen through the thick sheen of mystery this stranger hides behind it Builds up his wall yay high and doesn’t turn to the harmonic sound of love Feel this stranger’s pain as he is only 18 in a street of misguiding greed Feel his pain as he is bottled up and filled to the rim with hatred and unequal love Living is not a prize but a torcher scene from night to day Death seems like a relief where peace seems to stay… Breathe once in his air and may your thoughts feel like his, living in the day with a broken conscience Having a past like this stranger is nothing in the abundance Compassion, love and trust are nothing in his extensive vocabulary The only thought from now til then is “how will he get to the next day?” Or where will his mind be in the next hour… God please brighten his day, make his rainy days calm and let it not be What we perceive to be… Happiness is just a breath away…