A/N: This was actually the 1st Gungrave poem I wrote. I made a few revisions before posting this. Again, this has a bit of The Outsiders in it, but the idea came from I tributeI wanted to do forJolice, Kenny, and Nathan. -- Hana Li

Disclaimer: I do not own Gungrave.

Someone to Speak for Us

We are the forgotten,
Lost youth, whose
Family is each other.
We live in the shadows,
In the dirty slums,
Trying to find a way to live
Decently.
No one will cry for us
When we die;
No one will remember us
When the week is over.
No one will tell our story,
Except for him,
The silent one.
His wordless presence
Is all we need
To tell you the truth
And open your eyes.