Those eyes of his still haunt me
Eyes that had seen more than I would ever see in my whole life..
Eyes that were brimming with the futile hopelessness
that he must have been feeling..
Eyes that begged for what he could not voice
Conveying with the look that he was almost ready to give up
Just to feel what it would be like
To end the constant battle for survival..
I watched on a feeling of helplessness so deep within me
that still invoke a feeling of profound sadness in my heart
wishing and hoping that one day he would find
something to live for,
something to hope for,
something to dream about..
This is dedicated to all homeless children out there. My prayers are with you always…
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