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Fictional published poem |
Small am I, my life in danger Taken from my home I feel nothing save anger Beaten until only pain a reality Always filthy and hungry Small am I, but hatred I feel When I was stolen my fate was sealed Bruises cover my body and I no longer cry I could care less if I live or die Small am I, yet I still yearn to be free To return to my loved ones, my family The cherished memories are slowly being stripped From the verbal abuse and being whipped Small am I, but still I have needs No reason to go on, how my heart bleeds I pray for a savior to rescue me soon From this life of suffering and doom |