They come into the world
Looking for love, and protection
Guidance and directions
A hand to lead them through
This thing we call life
Sadly
So many Children are abused
In life
Why does it happen?
Why must they suffer so?
Why must they be hurt?
God
I’d like to know
So young and innocent
Only looking for love
Sent as a gift
From God above
Put here to show us
The beauty of life
Why is it that
Some don’t treat their children,
Right
Take a good look
And you will see
The bruises and scars
That covers their bodies
Bruises on their face
Arms and legs
Scars on their backs,
And butts too
Just think of the hell
These children have been through
Blisters on their body
From being burned
Wrists cut and blistered
Like they were bound
Tied to something
So they couldn’t move around
Made to stay in one dirty place
Tied up like a dog
Treated with total
Disgrace
Starved, and dirty
Sometimes left alone
This is what some children,
Suffer through
Inside their homes
Made to feel
Like a bad kid
When they’ve done nothing wrong
Told it’s their fault,
They are treated this way
Said enough times
They start to believe
Beat for spilling their milk
Beat for talking to loud
Beat for being in the same room
Kicked and shoved and thrown around
Told they were not wanted
That they were a mistake
Told they messed up the lives
Of the ones who gave them life
Goes to school
Wearing long sleeves
To cover the bruises and scars
So that nobody sees
Told to keep it a secret
Not to let anyone know
What goes on inside their homes?
A life filled with fright and pain
A life filled with hate
Not love
How cans this happen
To a gift from above
Will they survive this life?
Will they make it through?
Or will they end up
Another statistic
Another name on a page
Another child killed
When their parents went into a fit
Of rage
And killed their child
Today
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