Elannia Lake


This Child - Poem by Elannia Lake

She sat alone, this child
White as a ghost, pale as the moon at midnight
Her eyes are cold, this child
She frightens others, staring without a smile
But at home, this child
Does not have enough to eat, there were many mouths to feed
She learned to live, this child
With discomfort, hunger, and utter lack of sleep
She cries alone, this child
Because her parents never came home
She goes to work, this child
To help her brothers and sisters grow
She tries to smile, this child
But faking it is tiring
So this child
Is done trying.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013


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