There is a dark bush that the sun doesn't see
It shimes only on trees with pretty leaves,
While it withers they grow
While it gets weak their strength goes untold
But what this darling sun refuses to reflect is that this bush dies of neglect.
Just a pup, born innocent
Know left all alone with no parent,
It's called a stray
Because it has no were to stay,
To no one is he a friend or pet
And very soon he'll drop, drop of neglect.
It was built so long ago
A place that children can call a home,
Now years have passed the people have moved on
While the place is slowly tumbling down,
Rotten is every speck
Yes, yes, yes this hows is tumbling of neglect.
This girl has beenfalling for so long
Knowing she'll soon hit the bottom, the ground,
Ooh yes, she'll fall
Because no one answered her call,
And to her parents all due respect
Just know your child died of neglect.
- Author: Anonymous (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 16th, 2017 09:44
- Comment from author about the poem: Just want everyonw to know that neglwcting someone is as deadly as putting a loaded gun to their head and pulling the trigger.
- Category: Family
- Views: 41
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