Mercy Me...
So full of vile vemon
A rage built of experiences, bitter and demeaning
Layers of Innocence, like baby skin, stripped away
leaving a raw nakedness
exposed to evil elements
in a place this child had no choice to
call 'home'
Abused, neglected, raped
Justice sat back while another child
fell through the cracks,
of a flawed system
All love lost
only harsh lessons to be taught
Barren eyes look outwards, fire building
inside them
and you can only sit
curse, judge, scorn
But, not one person
questions
why
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