Hidden Tears
Why do you weep my children?
And who has forged these tears?
All the pains you've hidden,
Have robbed you of precious years.
Scars etched on body and soul,
Will forever leave their mark.
Hands that reap broken trust,
Sow endless fears in the dark.
The hurt reflects in your eyes,
As you suffer all alone.
The hope of justice will come,
When all culprits are known.
With love and understanding,
The clock heals tortured times.
Those guilty of flagrant sins,
Will soon pay for their crimes.
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023
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