the gleaming drops
flowing around the hazel look
fight their way to the rim of the lashes
pushed back by a lightning of the clenched teeth.
another hard blow slides on left cheek
hot stingy sensation strikes the whole face
he wants to scream out loud
but a soft whisper brushes his mind
“Boys don’t cry, my baby. Hold on, just one more day.”
he makes no sound, only the burning eyes howl
another bad day that only he and his mother understand.