MISTAKES

Did Shakespeare really talk about two beasts?

And did he add their backs?

Every day you see the feasts

And every day there are cracks.

There are so many of them out there

It is dark, lonely and crazy

Everyone is in the search of- where

They are all active, none of them lazy.

They run, they hide, they try to survive

They do not know how they came and why

There are no equations to derive

They are born and eventually they die!

They curse themselves, they cry to God

Not everyone kneels before the man

They are beaten with the stern rod

And they do all that they can.

It’s not their fault it’s not them to blame

It’s the darkness inside and the mistakes that happen

It’s the youth that tales over, that reason so lame

Which plays with their lives making their soul dampen!

Foster kids, those lovely people

If only someone knew how much they go through

In the cities that are strangers with buildings that steeple

Is the reason for their loss making them blue!