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The Throw Away Boy

 

He walks the streets at midnight,

The shadows are his friend,

He shivers from the cold,

And wishes for the end.

 

He wonders how he got here,

How life had gone so wrong,

Just a day ago they loved him,

He had a loving home.

 

His body now feels nothing,

He's numb from the bitter cold,

How could this ever happen.

To someone twelve years old.

 

What choices have I got?

I have no place to stay?

I really don't understand it,

All I did was say, "I'm gay."

 

His tears had all but ended,

Decisions must be made.

"Do you think that guy will hurt me?

Do you think he'll really pay?"

 

Perhaps he'll see I'm hungry,

And keep me all the night.

I hope he's not an angry guy,

The type who likes to fight.

 

They're children made for hugging.

They're not some human toy.

I wish I'd found him earlier,

He's not a throw away boy.

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Excellent poem, Ricky. It tells quite a story.

 

I'm reading it as the last verse being the thoughts of the second person, the one whom the boy hopes will be his benefactor. Am I right?

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I'm reading it as the last verse being the thoughts of the second person, the one whom the boy hopes will be his benefactor. Am I right?

 

In a way you are correct. I was thinking more like the mortician/morgue.

 

I'll have to work on it I guess.

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Excellent poem, Ricky. It tells quite a story.

 

I'm reading it as the last verse being the thoughts of the second person, the one whom the boy hopes will be his benefactor. Am I right?

 

Perhaps I should change the last line to past tense.

 

"He wasn't a throw away boy."

 

or even

 

"I wish I'd found him living.

He wasn't a throw away boy."

 

 

Your thoughts?

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The awesome thing about this poem is that there are two endings within the same words. Each person who reads can take from it what they want... the sign of a really good poem

That is absolutely true, Nephy.

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The awesome thing about this poem is that there are two endings within the same words. Each person who reads can take from it what they want... the sign of a really good poem

 

That is absolutely true, Nephy.

 

You are both absolutely right! By gawd I'm a legend in my own mind.:worship:

 

I'll not mess with genius. :blink:

 

 

lol:funny:

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