This is the story of child
born in denial
sent in this world
to weep to cry
weep for the love he
felt all his life
pleading and crying
to be touched,
to be healed
touched by lips, by hands
and by soul
someone to heal him
and gather his
shattered soul
time has passed and
no one came
his eyes went dry
and no tears to shed
the wanting of touched
has died inside him
and now he mumbles
these words
words which has been
written by fate on his heart
“Alone I wait for my
death to come,
my love ones have forgotten,
forbidden and forsaken me”
Asif Baloch
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-story-11/
