@AmazingWorld 23 August 2021 edited

How much is a 'home' ?

Mon, August 23, 2021 5 of 100 Poems for Me (The Bleed of Words Collection) https://read.cash/@AmazingWorld/100-poems-for-methe-bleed-of-words-collection-190bca67 At exactly 10, I heard someone's crying. Apparently, he's my young cousin. The story will be unfold. Just read on. *The gust of wind enters,* *Alas! The window was left ajar,* *From a corner, a voice, no it's a cry,* *If someone will hear, would you step in, would you try?* *Sunday evening, at exactly 10* *Aside from his little cry, he's alone in this den,* *Who would call it a home,* *When you are all alone?* *Father who, should provide heat on this cold evening,* *Yet the liquor feels more inviting,* *Turned deaf, stone cold* *Enjoying and drowning for his own good.* *If only his mama's with him,* *Cold and loneliness would disappear,* *the curve of her lips and her faint voice to make him sleep,* *He misses it, he wishes for it.* *No age for him to understand,* *How unfortunate he is right now,* *Four years of living alone,* *Can someone tell him, how much is a home?* *It's not the only days,* *For when his tears slid like silver rays,* *Who would call it a home,* *When you are all alone?* All rights reserved. @AmazingWorld Lead image - offset https://www.offset.com/photos/little-boy-sitting-on-an-unmade-bed-and-crying-33087