Suffer the Children
Alive but dead
Here unseen
Crying out unheard
Bleeding uncut
From open wounds
You can't know
Problems don't exist
I am not here
Standing before you
Screaming with rage
At the pain shrouded
Damaged not scarred
Forever tainted
Open to all
Hiding from myself
To obscure the past
Transgressions not mine
Infractions to blame
Innocense lost
Aged years
No time passage
Who has lost
Time does not heal
Victims forever more
Suffer the children
Copyright © Jenny Stites | Year Posted 2005
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