The poor little soul,

Homeless on the roads,

Longed for love and care.

A drunk father,

An abused mother,

Left him homeless.

In search of love,

In search of care,

He ventured all the way.

Sleeping on rags,

Feeding on trash,

His survival was hard.

Wishing for a home,

Wishing for a proper meal,

Expectations filled his eyes.

Time flew by,

No one had come by,

Leaving him all broken.

Poor little soul,

Broken pieces of great expectations,

Were the only remains.

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(07.01.17)