CRIES OF A YOUNG BOY

About this poem

This poem is about my childhood days when growing up as a young boy. No love from my mother, father and not to talk about other relatives . My mom died the day she gave birth to me and that's the day that I can never forget which is my birthday (02/14/2004). No mother to do the lullaby and at night I want to speak but no voice, crying was my only choice I got. No one to show love or neither to crack the joke instead in watch how my neighbors and relatives flack. With all the pains and sadness i had to cry in which my cries were heard from a distant as a young boy.  more »