How many, fatherless <br />On the road less traveled <br />Trying to get further from harm <br />Walking deeper into trouble <br /> <br />Danger is steeper still <br />Many obstacles to overcome <br />And the abyss is swallowing <br />Any traces of the following <br />Hope, drive, and inspiration <br />But somehow they manage the night <br />Self-preservation <br /> <br />Imagine the terror <br />On the face of small children staring deep into a mirror <br />Not knowing whose nose they have, <br />Or who knows it <br />Always looking over their shoulder <br />For a shoulder and yet never to lean on <br /> <br />Little soldiers in a crisis, <br />Keeping they faces steady mean though <br />Steady mobbing, steady bodies on the scene <br />Ready to kill by any means <br />At every end an adversary <br />And every step a dead end<br /><br />Darrin McMiller Jr.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fatherless-child-6/
