Incondite

Left as a young tramp of parents died in a car accident, pausing innocence continuity
Shorn of smile, bearing the dark destiny for not having the ingredients of happiness

Living inside a vault of dark walls keeping shrinking in upon him demoting his sleep,
while he's bloated with concerns and worries up to the neck reaching a despair stage

His small chest is loaded with precipitates of sins committed years before his birth,
yielding an ill-constructed orphan, yet unpolished, forced alone as to build a tower

His dream, a giant mountain not reached even by champions, is looking down at him,
as a still-creeping child lacking a touch of mercy or a mother's kiss prior to sleep

Working in cleaning house chimneys of senior officials, with other tramps of his age,
wrestling for fate with the unmannerly street grown boys who keep on insulting him

Forced to clean after others, being the youngest, repairing what they had damaged
and thereby be the last who'll have to leave place and the last to be back to vault

For this reason the senior officials raised complains about robberies in their houses
and at the end had nothing but to accuse that little orphan with no any face of right

The sweet part of his life began when the loot were found in the other trams luggage
Since then the seniors realized that they're unjust with him and began to apologize

A senior official, who'd no kids, promised to adopt him by registering him in a school
as to compensate days of misery and poverty he lived and to support him financially

He became the officer's driver and thereafter his secretary for he was good in school
and this encouraged him to promise the officer not leaving him through all his life

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