laughing Behind His Back

laughing Behind His Back

There’s a man who walks alone,

In the shadows, on his own.

His heart heavy, spirit cracked,

For his friends laugh behind his back.

They smile bright when he is near,

But their whispers fill him with fear.

Words like arrows, sharp and cruel,

Turning kindness into a fool.

He wonders why, he asks in vain,

What joy is found in causing pain?

A lonely man, with wounds so deep,

He hides his tears where none will peep.

But one day, light will find his face,

And lead him to a kinder place.

Where friends are true, and hearts are kind,

And laughter heals, not breaks, the mind.