Abused

Belt in hand Red of face Eyes bulging into space The children scatter every place His temper is in full bloom They know they will pay for it soon Tiny hands and tear stained faces They silently pray from their hiding places "Someone, anyone, please come and protect them" they plead "For if not soon they will bleed" The father rises and calls to each one And so it has begun Tenatively each steps forward Knowing their fate With a sadistic gleam in his eye The belt finds it's mark On soft skin, it leaves it's stark welts Tears flowing fast Live rivers in spring The terrified kids can do nothing On and on he punishes them Until they lay like broken toys They lie so still But he continues to enforce his will There is no help No reprieve And worst of all This isn't the end Tomorrow it all begins again!