I was in the library yesterday, and I saw a little boy who has just been beaten up, crying in the corner. It inspired me to write this:
Author: Mihpares
Dejection
I wrote this off the top of my head; no planning, no poetry. I just wrote what I was feeling at the time…and it probably won’t make any sense to anyone but me, but still:
I know that he’s there…..
…And it wasn’t as if I didn’t believe in God…