learned scilence

Little Jamie spoke today
Which is against the rules
Soon his daddy will make him pay
Blood paints the floor
No screams
Not a tear
A heart that holds a thousand fears
Learned not to scream
When no one came
Not to cry
When others turned away
A little boy who wants a tender touch
Some one to hold him when life became too much
But life didn't work that way
A fateful night he was made to pay
For an imagioned sin
Wisked away into the night
Little Jamie won't pay no more.
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Posted: May 2012
About this poem:
Jamie was my best friend but was killed a few days before his 14 birthday. I wrote this to try and help the other jamies of the world.

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jazzy75
sad flower a stark poem....filled with true emotion.
stormseeker223
Thank you for your comment
reguiny2006
So much in silence between the lines in poinant power.

Phil.
Ladybee42
sad flower so sad
stormseeker223
Thank you for your commentsgrin
mimzy333
people can be so crule by judging others. i think pat benatar expressed it best in her song hell is for children.
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