Ten Years Ago.

Screaming at the top of my lungs

but you can't hear me.

  Scratching at the walls

till my fingers bleed.

Banging at the door

trying to get free.

I cry to the heavens,

For some salvation,

but yet no one hears me.

No one cares about a lonely

child taken from home.

Do they even try to find me?

Do they even care?

I know the answer is no,

because if they did care

They would have found me,

Ten years ago.

Reviews

[Daytonight]

Such a very sad tale. Well penned. Keep up the great writing.

[Coyote Poetry]

You told a terrible tale in this poem. I have four children. Each is very important to me. To lose a child should leave someone looking and having concern. A sad ending to a powerful poem. Left open questions. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Ripple of Aqua]

It's so horrid when we think of the things the trapped had gone thru, especially the daycare center that was the last to be notified. It's terrible. Good tribute.