Sergio

Little Sergio,
Where are you now?
It's two a.m.
I wonder how
You're getting on.
The world out there is hard.

You're too young
To face this hate,
Too beautiful
For greedy fate.
Don't let them win.
Don't you ever dare give in.

I wish you'd know
That these days
My thoughts sometimes find you
And I decay
A little slower.
Thank you for the hope.

I wish you'd know--
And though you won't--
Still I hope.