Here Comes Little Boy Blue

Here he comes trudging by,
that little boy in blue.
His cloths are blue,
His spirits; and damn his tears are to.
There he walks; his battered soul.
He no longer fights.
all he does is cry at night,
as he watches life go by.
He no longer sees the point,
is it best to die?
Here he comes, trudging by.
that little boy in blue.
His life is hard,
his home is cruel,
and he no longer knows the truth.
There he goes,
new toy in hand.
that little boy in blue,
with tears cascading down his cheek,
oh, the bitter story they told.
And with a BANG, the story is done.
So is that boy in blue.
A life is lost,
and never found.
Our poor little boy in blue.4F487F66-2D31-29BF-DBE4-96B7E6612F111.03.01