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• Explain: The Lost Boy Boy it really stinks in here The dumpster is not the place To get the food you need each day Just to feed your face. A ten-year-old with a dirty face Crawls out with his daily meal What is he doing in this place How am I suppose to feel? His mother cradles a baby The child's been dead three weeks Her mind is gone from drug abuse And now she hardly speaks. Grandma is a drunkard With men who come to town Bringing her a bottle Just to go a round. Drugs out on the table A line or two is good That should carry her over No one ever understood. The little boy with dirty face Has not been schooled in years He fights the streets alone Long since lost his fears. A stale sandwich, and watered coke His meal for this day Whatever tomorrow may bring He knows not the word play. Emaciated with distant eyes No one really sees him Just one of the lost boys His life completely grim. God bless the children!Copy
• Explain: Let your breath be the air I need, when I drown in your eyes as I see. Let yourself fall into my arms that bleed, when the world shows you no mercy. Let your sad past bury down in the core, when you walk with your heart close to me. Let there be your lovely face at the door, When I return from the war no matter how long it be. Let your love nourish my frozen heart, when it lies under the snow capped tree. Let me be enslaved with you forever from the start, when the time comes, together we shall flee. Let your presence enlighten my dark, when your smile reflects in the sea. Let the words of love be thy spark, when you come out of dreams to kiss me. I wish we were together... my princess...Copy