Timothy Mcguire Poet Rhyme

Dry Tears

I see it in the children's eyes,
The pain from all the lies,
Young people fighting for their dignity,
A normal life as it should be.

They didn't choose life or asked to be born,
Into lives wrecked, lonely and torn,
Forced to mature before they knew,
The hard facts of life are hard to do.

In frustration they turn to crime,
Or give their bodies away time after time,
Some last out in anger,  some in hate,
They fall to temptation as they wait,
For happy lives that may never be,
To have meaningful lives,
Maybe like you, maybe like me.

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Line Gauthier July 7, 2018 at 12:53 PM I think you meant LASH where you wrote "Some last out in anger", Timothy. Please delete this comment (delete button t right of comment)

Line Gauthier July 7, 2018 at 12:52 PM So many people aren't lucky enough to have grown up in healthy environments. Well penned, Timothy.