Suicide Or Murder

I see a lady walking down the street Two children in tow, looking so sweet Looking like the perfect family we know But they have no place to go Her lips are bruised, and she has marks on her pretty face A face so battered, still trying to maintain grace Walking away from her pain into the vast unknown Away from the violence and humiliation she has known Tears stream down her face, while she curses her fate No one to help her in this land of hate To feed her children she raises her hands to beg All the while wishing that she was dead The children look bewildered, trying to figure out their ordeal Looking hopefully at their mother, little glances they steal Trying to gain strength, to face a world full of deceit But all they see in her eyes is defeat There isn't a living soul to help you, oh! Mother People don't care, about you they don't bother All the world does is make you and your children cry Even if they could help you, they'd never try The world watches as you go by Looking determined, with a glitter in your eyes As though you have a solution which you will try I pray that you fight to live, and not try to die The loud noise of a passing train breaks the silence I run towards a gathering crowd, and I am stunned by the vision Three faces, six limbs, scattered guts and blood Eyes staring into eternity, looking alive though dead I see a small smile chiseled on your face, oh! Mother Your children will never face any evil, ever I have lost direction, my sanity, my health Seeing you and your children, sleeping in the arms of death