A Heart That Bleeds

The hand that struck an innocent child, with its anger to deliver such pain. This moment of tears memories compiled To roll in a tighter ball to sustain Confused by reason a child never knew Confronted by a parent with disdain Lost in the conflict of what's false what's true Only the adult will be held to blame The sting from a strap with its metal band Cut into the legs and back's covered flesh No concern given to where it would land The welts that arose from this flailing thresh To cry inside for a childhood's lost needs To be scarred for life with a heart that bleeds