Saviour

A child,

Taken for granted,

Yearning for freedom,

From the outside world he could only dream about.

Alas,

He could do nothing but continue hoping,

For someone to come and rescue him,

His saviour.

Author's Note

This is probably one of the first poems I wrote in around 10 minutes so I'm sorry if it's a little... weird.

xx

Reviews

[Samantha Guerin]

Its not weird! It's beautiful in all its simplicity. :)

[Hope]

No, it's not wierd, it is pure and beautiful, i love how the child comes and hopes for what he (?) cannot see