Somewhere, Right Now

Somewhere, right now, a child is crying. Somewhere, right now, a child is dying, at the hands of a monster that feels no shame. How could you hurt a child? The eyes of innocent souls marked with pain and fear, scarred forever with wound that will never heal. Somewhere, right now, a girl looks in the mirror and doesn't want to live with what she sees. They call her ugly. They call her stupid. They call her fat or useless or crazy. A child should live with love and kindness. She doesn't want to live at all. Somewhere, right now, a child is praying. She hopes that tonight will never come. When the lights go out the war begins. She'll fight. She'll cry. She'll try to run. But the battle is over. The enemy won. She lies there raw and cold and used with the knowledge that night will come again in her painful nightmare without an end.