Labeled a Monster
by Kristina Hardin
I cannot imagine things he feels, he keeps them all inside.
Then they appear in such bursts of rage from the hurt he tries to hide.
The world has labeled him a monster at just eight years of age.
He is now singled out and stuck in a life filled with so much rage.
Poor little man has no chance in the world if things continue this way.
I have to get down on my knees and release my soul to pray.
Can he see the ones that care and will never turn away?
Does he only see the world in black and white with no signs of gray?
There is no love for him that’s built up in his mind.
The child has been pushed away, always left behind.
I know someday if I love enough, he will see what’s true.
That god and me and a selected few will always see him through.
So although I fight back all the tears my eyes would like to cry,
I will stay strong for him and hold my head up high.
He is a child of circumstance, a monster he is not.
With love, hope and understanding, he might give life a shot.
