14 July 2012
His mother never loved him
She only wanted girls
So aged two, under the stairs
He was thrown, he was hurled
As young as he was
He knew the love was gone
For his mother was cold
Heartless for so very long
He never went to school
Or had friends of his own
No one knew he existed
It was he and the stairs alone
He once found a little teddy
A small brown fluffy bear
The only thing he owns
The bear had love to share
He often sits and listens
To happy voices in the house
He hears his mother chatting
His sisters playful shouts
His sisters were told of him
A secret never to be told
"For if you do, bad things will happen"
His mother tells with a voice of scold
Life went on, his sisters unaware
Of their brothers fighting spirit
Fading fast under the stairs
The sheer loneliness had hit
One day he listened with intent
To the school day morning rush
All the chatter and getting ready
Before he's left with the hush
But today something changed
One sister told of something she forgot
He heard her gentle footsteps
Then heard the click of the stair lock
A girl with a kind worried face
Looked upon her sad little brother
"You must run away once we've gone"
An understanding passed from one to another
With that she smiled and quickly left
She closed the door and all was still
The boy under the stairs just sat there
Left wondering...did he have the will?
He must have sat there for at least an hour
Just wondering what to do next
Where would he go?...what to say?
His mind of 7 was all perplexed
He picked up fluffy brown bear
Held him in his small hands
Stepped out of his home under the stairs
Into the hall of the house he stands
He walks around the home he never knew
He saw the books, clothes and toys
All in pretty colours of pinks and lilacs
This was no place for little boys
Then he spots the photographs
Pictures of a normal and happy family
A proud mother with her three girls
He thinks "why did mummy never love me?"
That's when he turns his back
Leaves behind the house and stairs
He knows not what the future holds
His little mind of 7 is unaware
Stepping out into the sunshine
It caresses his little face
Thinking his life cannot be worse
Than it was inside that place
Wearing only his scruffy pyjamas
Teddy in his hand, he walks with care
To the future there now in front of him
It's goodbye to the boy under the stairs
The Boy Under The Stairs • Opuss № I