Little Boy Wandering

November 19, 2009
Little boy wandering
Lost and alone
“Where is your family, little boy?”
You don’t smile
You don’t cry
And you don’t reply

“Where do you live, little boy?”
There is only black, white, and red
Memories swarm
And you can’t keep them back
From haunting your endless nightmares

Cold grey steel in warm dirty hands
Thunder crackling through the air
Wind rushing past
Screaming and red water
Oozing everywhere

Little boy wandering
Lost and alone
“Why are you alone, little boy?”
You finally crack
And answer with: “Them”

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