Dear Little Boy,

Your body will be violated by those you trust.
You will be filled with fear so great it will roar within you.
Some days you will rise with the weight of the anger you carry because there is no-body.

Your mind will be violated by those you trust.
You will feel spotlighted to life and think yourself damaged.
Some days you will rise with the weight of the chains that bind your soul.

Your spirit is inviolate.
You will rely on it to pick you up and carry you every time you fall.
Some days you will forget and listen to your body and mind.

Listen closely little boy, “You were made for freedom.”

You will become a body to be imprisoned.
You will be filled with sorrow so great it will pain others.
Some days you will fall because of the weakness of your own soul.

You will become a mind to be discounted.
You will be filled with a hate so great that your worth will be hidden.
Some days you will fall with the weight of restrained living.

Listen closely little boy, “No bars can ever imprison your heart.

En love,
Sister [Part 1]