The Kid

He looks at us with those dignified eyes

His head slightly tilted

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That appeal for respect in his eyes

That appeal for recognition

Shining magnificently

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He beseeches us politely

Wondering if we will ever answer

His lips quiver as he fights hesitation

Wondering how to endeavour properly

Silently praying

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Yearning for a hug

That orphan kid

Hugs his knees

Sitting on the rough ground

He watches the kids pass

Hand in hand with their parents

A tear escapes his eyes

That magnificent shine almost disappearing

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Am I not wanted?

Am I not needed?

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A smile forms slowly

As he looks up at the sky

And feels the strength and courage

Emanating from within

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One day, I will be loved

It’s not too dark yet

It’s not too dark yet

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By: Cercatore a.k.a. Arzoo

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