Not a day goes by
When he doesn’t think of those boys
Lists them by how much they cried.
And not a moment turns
Without him crying
He treated them all so badly.

And those boys
Curse him
Hate him
Loathe him.

And not a day goes by
Without their minds turning
Place him in their heads under how much they feared him.

Not a moment goes by
A second gone
Without them crying
‘he did us wrong’

And its been years now.
Guilt just grows.