Stone Soup

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Cold Heart

This man has little food,
Little water,
Has not eaten in two days,
Only thinks of love.
Once a person, or unhuman I should say,
Punches the poor man and throws his supplies in the trash.
The man gets on his knees for mercy
And still only thinks of one thing:
Love.
You may think this story is crazy.
It’s not.
Because that man was me.

Gideon Rose
Gideon Rose, 9
Dallas, TX