Windows to His Soul
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I walked in the room nervous and dazed
To find him staring at me awed and amazed
Eyes black as night, skin white as snow
Who was this boy? I had to know.
His innocent eyes tell stories
Of all his fears and worries,
All the things he’d rather not say
Written in his eyes, as bright as day.
He acts like he’s already a man
In reality, it’s all a sham
To me it’s crystal clear
Because the child in his heart is all I hear.
It tells me he’s scared and alone
That he’s lost, and has nowhere to go
But he toughens up and refuses to feel
Numbs himself until he begins to reel.
Try my best to help him up
Show him how to fill his cup
Just when I think I have it under control
He sinks deeper into that hole.
Father, I’m lost; I do not know what to do
You’re my only hope so I’m turning to You
Please help this child who’s gone astray
Be his beacon, and show him the way.
Be his shelter, give him rest
When he’s worried and distressed
Please Dear Father make a vow
To love him like only You know how!
Father teach him how to pray,
Make him stronger every day
Help him haul himself out of that hole
And open the windows to his soul.
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1crazylady
This is an inside look at a kid needing help.
Doesnt matter what color, what matters is getting him help.
This poem is the call for all to step up, help our kids
don't look the other way, do something.
Make a difference, be proactive, be a voice for the youth of our nation.
Thank you, super poem.