You Shall Cry For The Little Boy Poem by Angelique wanek

You Shall Cry For The Little Boy



You shall cry for the little boy
Who was all alone
You shall cry for the little boy
Who’s small and on his own

You shall cry for the little boy
He had nowhere to go
You shall cry for the little boy
He saw you as his own

You shall cry for the little boy
That wound up in your home
You shall cry for the little boy
Was stronger than you known

You shall cry for the little boy
Who you’d hit and beat
You shall cry for the little boy
Who had no ends to meet


You shall cry for the little boy
Who walked on coals of fire
You shall cry for the little boy
Whose heart was barbed by wire

You shall cry for the little boy
For the love that was denied
You should cry for the little boy
Emotions kept inside

You shall cry for the little boy
That went through hell and back
You shall cry for the little boy
Brave enough to come back

You shall cry for the little boy
For your many hateful words
You shall cry for the little boy
His sight with tears was blurred

You shall cry for the little boy
The boy who cries inside
You shall cry for the little boy
The boy who is grown and no longer hides

You shall cry for the little boy
Who fell helpless to your hands
You shall cry for the little boy
For he became a great man

You shall cry for the little boy
For he will thrive in life
You shall cry for the little boy
But you shall die in the night

You shall cry for the little boy
And he will think of you, not
You shall cry for the little boy
For you will be in the ground,
Beginning to rot

Monday, June 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: forgiveness,pain,truth
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem was an echo poem of Antwone Fisher titled “ who will cry for the little boy”. The rhythm and repetitive nature of this original poem very easy to duplicate. In Fisher’s original poem, the narrator or “voice” of the poem is a child calling out for attention and help from his horrible life; whereas the echo poem I wrote contains the tone of the child who is now grown, getting on with his life, and is speaking to his attacker(s) .
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