The Untold Child
The Untold Child
by Ayla Lisza Jane Besinger
Below the bridge of lonely times
We find a child whos story chimes
Of broken hearts and running lies
Of secrets hidden from all eyes
Allowing none to follow his walk in time
For every little bit there is but only rhyme
With nights unseen and nights full blind
Show none the undoubtable mind
A quite tale of darkened life
Stabbed in the back by a dull knife
A young boy whose fate was sealed
when his parents were found killed
Time of misery and banish
Never leave the dark or vanish
Dieing young is a retched sin
To know that he will never win
No matter how hard he fights
he will die young
To never be known
but forever alone
