12 Jun 2007 06:29 pm
Child in tears flayed body bruised black and blue
Oblivious to all but his pain
Teared eyes see life so strange
His intense world of hate”Oh God”, cried mother realizing what she’d done
Tormented so by her lack of control
Her body still bears the scars of her father’s sickness
“Oh, if he wouldn’t cry so”
“If he weren’t so slow”
If he’d do what he was told just obey”
He now stares into the sky
Absorbed in thoughts of hate/love
How he hates her, how he fears her
Forced like a dog to love its owner
“Help, help” she cries inside
“Oh God, give me the strength to survive”
“So this ugly scene will one day end”
And another day journeys by
With mother and child in their own little worlds
Crying, dying, crying