A Child Left Broken Dreams

No words could ever find a way,

to still the silent screams,

nor wash the pain left long behind...

a child left broken dreams.

An anguish looms on certain days,

those seasons for the heart.

Reminding how one bitter fruit,

nigh tore a home apart.

Not unrelenting care nor love,

would matter so it seems,

with hell-bent rage, so deeply felt...

a child left broken dreams.

A decent conscience turned aside,

not caring right from wrong,

bore single-goaled deceitfulness,

and quelled a mothers’ song.

There are no words that fill the void,

to stifle anguished screams,

nor fade the scars of endless hurt...

a child left broken dreams.

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