Little Boy

This little boy was only 12 you see
His life was going perfectly
When the world fell apart suddenly

Diagnosis after diagnosis, tragedy after tragedy
Heartache after heartache, disability after disability
Brother and Sister didn’t understand why it had to be
Mother and Father wanted to take the pain

This little boy grew up with no friends
This boy felt there would be no end
To the pain that would transcend
All he wanted was for his life to end

Every night it was Why me?
Why would God let me face this adversity?
What did I do wrong to deserve this?

It took years of healing to rebuild new meaning
Years of reconciliation to realize that he had a new life
A new life to live
A new life to love
The old man died, a new man was born
Life started anew

This little boy is now a man
His life is a blank slate
This new man is me

This poem is about: 
Me

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