“Who Will Cry For The Little Boy?”

BY STEPHEN JUDD
PRESIDENT

I’m sitting in a workshop at the CORE (Coalition for Residential Educators) conference in Oklahoma City, and the facilitator just shared the true story of Antwone Fisher.

Antwone had a rough life. He was removed from his mother early in life and spent years in and out of foster homes. He was abused and neglected.  Antwone learned to face his past, mourn his losses and prepare for a brighter future.

The following poem, written by Antwone,  touched my heart because it could have been written by a typical child at Tupelo Children’s Mansion.

Who will cry for the little boy, lost and all alone?
Who will cry for the little boy, abandoned without his own?
Who will cry for the little boy? He cried himself to sleep.
Who will cry for the little boy? He never had for keeps.
Who will cry for the little boy? He walked the burning sand.
Who will cry for the little boy? The boy inside the man.
Who will cry for the little boy? Who knows well hurt and pain.
Who will cry for the little boy? He died and died again.
Who will cry for the little boy? A good boy he tried to be.
Who will cry for the little boy, who cries inside of me?