Who’ll Come for me (Kumanka)
It never happened in my youth
I dug my own holes
And crawled out
Of the misery of a kid unloved
I searched forever for a mother
I adored an absent father
And just kept wondering
Who’ll come for me
I was bashed by the bigger boys
I had no brothers at my side
And sisters could do nil
Wards of state are kids forgotten
The years were slow painfully real
For
A forgotten child
With large brick walls to fend
But you wonder forever
In a place like that
Who’ll come for me
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“Who’ll Come for me (Kumanka)”
Written and Published by Paul Buttigieg
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- March 3rd, 2011
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