My heart aches,

It breaks,

I want you to be angry,

How can someone do this to him?

Break his beautiful face?

I want you to be enraged,

I want you to cry,

I want you to die inside,

How could someone do this to my boy?

I want your stomach to turn,

I want your soul to bleed,

I want you to grieve,

His life will never be the same,

No matter how you look at it,

He is now a different man,

He is now a scarred man,

He is broken,

Why aren’t you?

09/24/2004

Author's Note: about my nephew

Posted on 09/25/2004
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