Forteen Lines

long time ago when i was a kid physically
i used to cry a lot i am a kid mentally
even now i didnt realise then spiritually
arent we all kids always logically
i used to cry out loud and disturbingly
missing my mom for even hours was torture
they decide my mom and dad to put me in a boar-
ding school miles away for my own good they say
hell it was missing her for weeks crying and crying
my tears were dry my heart was a bus station fill-
ed with buses of sorrow i used to say to the prie-
st i remember they would cane me hard to re-
turn to school the pain didnt hurt me but the thought
of missing her again left  lasting marks on the wounds of my heart
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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