The silent child

He sits in the middle

And doesn’t say a word

A shrug – his answer to every question.

He sits in the middle

And hides from the world

Slumped shoulders – not wishing to be seen.

He sits in the middle

No life signs from this one

Just let him go – no one wishes to to know.

He is the silent child

Flying so far under the radar

Do not see him – his eyes beg today.

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