Atonement
Help,
a voice bleeds out from
darkness.
A broken
begging
plea.
Lost
amongst yelling,
anger.
Little boy,
getting lost
getting faded
A call for
help
quick someone...
but the call is:
unanswered
unheeded
unheard.
No one cares,
no one sees,
no one dares,
no one believes.
A hand outstretched
begging
atonement.
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