THE CHILDREN

My thoughts after visiting a home for abused children..............

With wide-open eyes

They stare into the night

Afraid to sleep

Afraid to dream

Afraid to remember

The red blossoms exploding in the streets

Around them

Raw violence of humanity

 

Witness to things

They should have never seen

Or heard

Their innocence corrupted

Their faith lost

In an ocean of endless despair

Their lives smothered

Never to be the same

 

All around the fires rage

Torching human souls

Burning mortal hope

This life is but a prison

That traps us in mindless violence

And rotten corruption

Seeps into their souls

Creating pain for all eternity……..