• a voice,so little and soft spoken.

    a voice no one heard.....

    a cry,a desperate plea.

    no one heard....

    drowned out by matters thought to be important.

    money,girl friend,or just plain life problems?
    how could they be more important,
    than what he had to say?

    but when the time came.....

    we heard him,we saw his last cry for help all the way to the end.

    and just like his problems his body fell "thump!" on the concrete,
    and left this world.

    along with horrified,screams the erie question filled the air "why?"

    "LOOK WHAT YOU DID!!HE'S GONE NOW,BECAUSE OF YOU!!
    YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN TO HIM!!"

    i stood next to his body,my shoes staind in a puddle of his blood.

    but even so the question filled my head.

    "why didn't he tell me.......