Boy Who Lived

There once lived a happy family,
Pure and joyful,
The two sweet girlchilds, and
The Man and wife

Oneday , the man goes way,
Comes back after a few days,
Embarassed and ashamed,
To bring the boy,

His wife asked about him,
He dint say, and asked hom to be fed,
Tired and lone,
The boy mourned,

The man love child,
who lost his mother,
All alone in this world,
With noone to take care

Hated and pitied by all,
He grew up and tall,
Lonely and ill fated,
FOr who would give his name

Spited by the father,
Lost in his own,
Abused by the mother,
For a fault no his own.

Loved by the sisters,
He grew up in pity,
Loathed himself and the world,
For what else could befall.

Twist of destiny,
Fated by fate,
To live out his life,
Just being hated.

I met him once, somewhere,
In my dreams or in life,
Such a innocent face,
Such light, in all glory might,
Oh world, whats his fault, I ask,
So that man has tro see such a heinous sight