Boy In The Box

Boy In The Box

"Boy In The Box"

My nude body wrapped in a cheap blanket, lying face up in a cardboard box/
My hair cut crude and hurried, as a deliberate attempt to conceal who I was
Both of my arms were carefully folded, and then placed across my little chest/
My finger and toenails trimmed short and neat, just shortly before my death
Many bruises covering my little body, particularly on my head and tiny face/
An unidentified Caucasian male, reported as being between four & six in age
Although most solutions are dismissed, there still stands two of great interest/
Among both the police and the media, both investigated yet still no arrests
The first involves a foster home, an unmarried Mother and an accidental death/
The second involves being bought by a woman, for extreme physical & abusive sex
The foster home investigations involving DNA tests, are now considered closed/
While the second solution is plausible, and due to mental illness, police took note
Neighbours claimed the claims were ridiculous, as a boy didn't live in the house/
And although both solutions are suspicious, there is no evidence to why or how
Yet despite my profile on America's most wanted, and huge publicity at the time/
I'm still that boy in the box nobody wanted, that little boy who you pay no mind.

Copyright 2012 The Elusive Mr Dunne (All rights reserved)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Me and my poor sister lived in 11 foster homes. After awhile. You don't care where you are. As long as you have a bed and safe place. I liked the way you used the boy in the box. You allowed the reader to understand your thoughts. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote