Those little eyes

Those little eyes

Those little eyes
That look, was it anger or was it need
Unmistakably no dreams or compassion
That blank little face with
No sweet curve of smile
Staring back .....with bewilderment
Anticipating .....bread for hollow little chest?
Water for parched little lips or was it clothes to cover his beanstalk body ?
What could those little eyes look for
What coluld probably be provided
....to change that haunting gaze
To make those eyes smile
Eyes looking for such basic things
No fancy toys ,
no video game
no branded footware.
But A glass of water a loaf of bread
Water that could end the unquenchable thirst.....
loaf of bread that could make him healthy.
Those little eyes....
Those glittering small beautiful eyes.