Wednesday, November 10, 2010

1 boy

The boy with the sad eyes,
his head radiating heat,
his cheeks pink with a slight fever
was left here yesterday.
Today he does not want to eat.
"His parents said he often gets sick."
"He doesn't understand stuff."
say the care-takers
explaining away his significance.

His limp, soft body in my arms
His sad eyes turn upward
and speak and beg
"Where are my parents?"
"Please take me home now."