Thursday, December 16, 2010

Little Boy grew up with knots in his head,
he didn't do what the Big Man said.

Big Man didn’t speak with words, but fists instead,
Little Boy drank bottles of tears unshed.

Little Boy slept with a gun by his bed,
He said “No more hits”.
Now the Big Man’s dead.
-maryamn-

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Siiiick !!! I luwwit :)

Maryam Noori said...

Why, thank you :)

Much appreciated.