Voice of the Voiceless

Nathan, Youth Participant
Oklahoma AC
March 2013

Your roses are red and your violets are blue,
But the flowers in my life are of a colorless hue,
My sun has set and has yet to rise,
While your sun reflects off the lust in your eyes,
I bleed red as Christ’s blood has shown
While you bleed green, as your pockets have grown,
All of these differences define one single fact
The world is a cage and I am a rat.