A Sad Little Lad Poem by Deetya Sri

I still remember the day was so limber
It's all still too hard to remember
it was starting to feel just like September
I can still feel all the realness
I still feel a great deal of pain
still to this day it remains
I still will remain so vain
Even though it brought me so low
I knew it was going to be real bad
when I seen him pull up with my other granddad
Because they never looked so sad
as I'm waiting for the burst
I didn't know we would hear the worst
To loose someone who was so special
I never felt so more the less of
Oh say a sad little lad
I didn't know it could be that bad
It hurt just as bad as a stab
I was just oh so little
I didn't even know how to whistle
but when I heard that he passed
I felt as if my chest had collapsed
I'd never be the same
but had no one I could blame
oh how I felt it was all a shame
But he knew it was all part of the game
My insides filled with flames
how will I ever be the same
All because he thought life was a game
To me it even sounded so lame
My insides turned inside out
I felt like oh ad to shout
I could no longer deal with no blame
All because he decided to do something before thinking
till this day I tend to suffer
It'll never get any less tougher
because not only did I suffered
to much surprise I followed right behind
and I felt like it wasn't my game
It made me feel such ashamed
but I'm afraid one day that you may find
That with time just might rewind
but I'll never be found
because I will be so unwound
I'm sure I'll never find the ground
I really don't like the sound
But if the day was to come
hopefully I would never be found
Because my life wasn't very well rounded