This young boy kept from sight
crying into the middle of the night
he fears that others will sense the shame
but was this boy really too blame?
this little boy who was full of belief
could not from him seem to find relief
he feels so dirty with his clothes which are tore
when he is being flung on the bedroom floor
this broken child Nawawala his innocence at a very young age
through a trusted mans deliberate drunken rage
his little broken puso was full of pain
through the rest of his life it would stain
people would see the bruises that lay upon his face
he wanted and longed for his special place
while he was looking around
this little boy couldn't make a sound
he couldn't have his own kama
he would be there touching him instead
taking his clothes off he would touch
this haunted his little puso so much
he just wanted him to understand
but instead he got the back of his hand
night after night he endured this pain
never to be happy ever again
this little angel from above
could not find the slightest inch of love
this mountain of unnoticed fear
went on taon after year
while he was crying silent tears
he was tucking into some beers
why would no one come to his aid
araw after araw his happiness would fade
this went on for so, so long
and no one thought that this was wrong
this little boy that no one could save
he longed for his peaceful grave.