Tuesday, 15 December 2009


It was a normal sunny day
Carl got ready for school
he was a happy go lucky lad
and to his friends was cool.

Always helping others
a loved and cared for child
no one he knew around him
were off the track ,or wild.

If you needed any chores done
Carl was the boy you'd ask
nothing was below him
any job or task.

He was awarded the nicest guy in town
people flocked around to pay tribute
pensioners kids and parents alike
pleasantries they would distribute.

Then one day he disappeared
had gone without a trace
his pictures were posted everywhere
far flung they knew his face.

His parents were distraught
no one could believe he had gone
tears filled the town in tidal waves
everyone was forlorn.

Ten years passed his picture still hung
on trees, lampposts, and stores
eventually the Police gave up
and stopped knocking on the doors.

What had happened to this lovely lad
he wasn't involved in drugs
nor did he have any vices they said
he wasn't involved with thugs.

A statue now commemorates the boy
and to this day it still remains
all the Townsfolk loved this boy
A lad who had some brains.

This poem is fictional, the picture is fictional or is it? the name used does not imply anyone in particular..

How many people are missing these days? too many, were do they go? why do they go? well for a lot of reasons, some are found, some never found and it is tragic, advertising for the one missing is often the best way to go, but if a person doesn't want to be found there are ways, if you see someone who is reported missing, please contact the authorities, you might even save someone's life..

do you know of any missing people??


  1. This poem is very sad and emotional. You did a great job in penning it Billy and I think it should be in every paper around the world. Outstanding job. viola

  2. This is a sad, but so very true to life poem.

    My favorite line;
    “tears filled the town in tidal waves
    everyone was forlorn.”

    If someone doesn’t want to be found that is one thing, when they are taken, the sadness over whelming. A wonderfully written poem on a very scary subject.

    Gerardine Baugh


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