A Crying Plea [a Child's Story] Poem by Craig Mize

I'm ten years old with a story to tell
About my life, its been a living hell.
My mother is in the streets being a prostitute
Selling her soul, not knowing it's her family she's bout to lose.
My father, who knows he is either in jail or dead
I don't really know I'm just going off what my mother once said.
All I really know is that he is gone
During a point of my life that I needed him home.
Times are hard when you're living on the streets
When it's cold outside and you don't have anything to eat,
You don't even have a descent pair of shoes to put on your feet.
For one year now I have been on my own
Trying to make a dollar of my own selling these stones
Running around with these thugs and selling drugs.
But what I really want is someone to show me some real love.
This is my story and this is my plea
I'm praying to God that someone finally hears me
I will love you forever if you make me a part of your family
And take a little boy like me off of these cold streets.