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He sat there in the crowded hallway -- of which you took no notice
Slowly taking his crayon, pens, lined paper -- you looked at your watch

He, all of 10, disappears writing his work -- too busy as you wander
Laying on the floor he writes it slowly -- not paying attention

He sits there in the hallway holding the sign -- the train is late
"It's Sometimes Pointless" it says, coffee stains -- you stop and stare

There is a crowd forming slowly, he looks straight ahead -- what is he doing?
He holds it with two small fingers, blank look cast -- you squint

It was then they started, carrying on about the sign -- they got angry
How it was not this nor that, prettily done, message wrong -- letters of protest

The security guards asked him to move on, after complaints -- noisy they were
Where was his parents, what was he doing there - looks of disgust

He just disappeared off, leaving his sign
Tossing in the streets blowing loudly

And the commuters returned to their trains
Smiling at a job well done.
This describes futility.

People often ask survivors of abuse - "why did you not tell anyone". There is so many reasons why - but now even as an adult, when I say something, I am often met with stares and actions so beyond my comprehension, that it makes me sad for all those young children out there, trying to be heard.
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EclipsedEden Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2013  Student General Artist
Incredible point and emotion
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