Wasting these moments they have not gone away the water is running as life expires washing my hands in dye washing these children there's nothing to them there's nothing amusing there is nothing to say but all those acts of kindness where did they all go why don't they stay your face is broken identity broken Here he is the faceless boy covered in sh** his hands are fractured his legs are twisted his face is broken identity broken his features mismatched personality fractured leave the child behind