That Little Boy Child

Staring from a distance that’s all I could see A little boy child staring right back at me His face had so much, so much to tell “Oh world can’t you see that all’s not well” There was emptiness, loneliness and prints of insecurity Coming from his eyes that no one could ever truly see I was greeted by an absence of abundant smiles And playful tears drops moving in their very own style His lips were stain with the saltiness from above One tightly knit to the other like birds of love Oh yes he needs a friend but who will that be Who will be a friend and a true friend indeed There was no attempt to help no attempt to try So he was left alone standing so frail and dry I couldn’t, I couldn’t, I really couldn’t take anymore I just had to help that boy who was so bitter and sore So with compassion in my heart and tears in my eyes I reach out my hands to help the little boy child But surprising he did just the same thing Reaching to touch my hands that were aiming towards him It was then it hit me like a batsman’s swirl I was only staring into the mirror world.