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CHILDREN   OF   NOWHERE

By:  Jake E.

I see them in the street
On their feet.
Feet that take them nowhere,
So they stand and stare.
With Wide eyes
Sad eyes for their demise.
Children rejected
With souls dejected
And infected with lack lustre.
A curl for a posture.
Hands that hang
Voices that never sang

In their stomach a pit.
Were nothing will fit
In the hole where the love fell out
Down the spout
And into the drains
Now filled with pains
And aches of emotional turmoil.
Heads that boil,
Ready to pop
Nothing will stop
The incessant scream
In the mind of undream.

They live in a nightmare
Where people just don't care
As reality impinges
On the fringes
Of their world
Thoughts that are curled,
Folded and tricked
In minds that are kicked
And raped
Like their bodies, once draped
On beds like a throw-over
With their trust lost forever

Trust screwed from the inside out
By the tout
Selling candy.
Confusion so handy
To cloud the issue
Of tears in a tissue.
No thoughts of romancing
But only financing
The pocket of a yellow cotton dress
To further impress
Their complicity
Devoid of simplicity.

With minds now broken
Nothing ever spoken
Of the lust that had grown
Where love wasn't shown
What was the price and what the gain?
Where was the love that gave such pain?
So they strain their eyes to find
Something warm, something kind
As they look in the faces
Of the people in places
That are dark and decrepit
At a smile insipid.

I see them everywhere
These children of nowhere
Forever to wonder,
Ponder and meander
Through paths of confusion,
And delusion with intrusion
Of memories gone by
And a life that's a sigh.
As in adults they hide
And abide on the inside
The children that are not there
The children of nowhere