Crying stream

 

The poem is trying to convey the ills, sufferings and traumatic experience kids who are orphans go through.

CRYING STREAMS

He walked towards the rock hills
The atmosphere seemed to be at a stand-still
The sun smiled at him;
And the green leaves on the tree,
Were waving him farewell.
He stared at the herds of lamb and smiled
Alas! Those creatures could bring joy to his sad-stricken soul.
Up he looked
To the sky in anticipation
He was seeking treasure
Not one that could be measured
Nor one that gives pleasure
Yeah, it was a very unique treasure.
One that brings comfort; confidence, joy and warmth.
Alas! A beautiful creature appeared to him........;
An epitome of beauty
She stared at him and wept.
Her tears entered the river banks;
They overflowed.
"Mother!" He cried out
In a loud creaky voice;
Sad-stricken with grief.
He half-ran;
But she was already gone. 
Little as he was
Innocent as the lambs;
Helpless but not hopeless
Embedded with loneliness
He looked around.
The lambs were gone now.
He was all alone;
Alone in a world of his own.
"Mother!" He cried.
Who is my father?
Why was he killed?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
Where do I go to?
Who do I call my own?
When will this ladder of grief be taken away from me?

FAVOUR. O. AUGUSTINE