And it was so deep;
So cold, so alone.
Ragged, lifeless,
Deprived…
Deprived of his life,
Family, friends, and home.

It was just sickenning ,
So inhumane.
It was so awful, so dark.
Eyes filled with awful scenes,
Marches on for miles it seemed.
Starving and striving, far, far, far…
He was just a person, looked down upon for;
All the wrong reasons.
Kicked to the curb;
All alone in this crooked place.
He was so strong, yet so brittle…
The ground on which he stood seemed;
Red washed from its’ ocassional color.
Looking for a simple friend,
Maybe some food, but was given…
Nothing at all.

Later he found himself in this white filled room;
It stinched of death,
Was pale and scary.
He sat there bare, and waited.
Later there; this room filled steam,
He layed there deprived,dead, and hopeless…
In the steps…
Of several others.
And it was so deep, so cold,
So alone…