My Condolences to the “Nameless” Boy 

 

Yesterday, the mom of a boy my age died, 

And here I am thinking I have it tough, 

pitying myself while I cry. 

And to think that yesterday 

the mom of a boy my age died.

I don’t know the boy’s name. 

I think he’s younger than I.

All I know is that he’s probably in a lot of pain. 

Under the circumstances, that’s probably guaranteed. 

What do you say to someone who’s lost so much, 

Someone who'll never again feel his mother’s touch. 

I couldn’t tell him I understand. 

It would be a lie.