Tears of a Jem
Alone in the world
he makes his way
no one to show him
right from wrong.
Beaten and abused
he rises above
the ashes of the past
covered in bruises and blood.
Sobbing and heartbroke
he screams his pain
out to a god
his baby in hold
Wishing to change the past
praying for a new life
his little girl there remains
dead and cold
He vented his anger
and killed his little jewel
the gem of his eye
his pain
now forever immortalized
in those diamond tears.
Copyright © Bridget Bruns | Year Posted 2011
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