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Innocence of a Child
Mister, Why did you hit Mommy? Mister, You can't punish me, You're not my daddy! Mister, You say not to hit, But your actions declare you a hypocrite. Mister, You push Mommy down, But you say not to tell unless I say she fell. Mister, I try my darnedest to be good, But you say I'm not action like I should. Mister, You hurt my feelings, But you say you're just teaching me something with meaning. Mister, You come home with more than just Mommy, But you say I saw nothing Mister, The night you came home drunk, You know the night you shot Mommy with a shotgun . . . The night you left her beaten, bruised, scarred, Bleeding on the ground. . . The night she went to sleep and never woke up That night I was left alone, Helpless, Nowhere to go. Mister, Why did you do it When you said you loved Mommy? Mister, Why did you leave me stranded When you said you cared about me? Mister, Because of you I am left here to die Beside this dumpster where you told me to lye. Mister, I've been waiting here like you said, For days, Weeks, Months, But you r face I have not seen You have let me down, Mister, But that is nothing new. You always told me to be a good child, So I will. With what's left of me, I will wait, Calling your name . . . Mister . . . ? Mister . . . ?
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