Frozen

There was fear in his eyes as he clutched his bottle.
His steps grew shorter and his back grew heavy.
He stared at shards of stone being mercilessly thrown away by ugly, uncouth men.
Unmelodious sounds touched his ears and he longed for his mother's touch.
She is the only one who can keep him from the cruel world.
He stood still now for the fear made him shrink.

The sounds stopped as everyone saw what I was looking at...
I saw the child smile.