Road of hope

On a corner of a quiet street
a boy was lying with blood on his feet.
I asked the boy 'are you alright'?
he was shivering
his body tense and tight.
He looked at me and said
'I really thought I was dead!'
I offered my hand
and helped this boy to stand.
'No one has helped me before!'
and he gently rose from the cold dark floor.
I gave him my shoes to heed his pain
and he with me walked again.
We walked together
to the path of hope.
I hope he has the strength to cope.