Missing Girl
Missing Girl?
They have a child, a little girl
A special gift a diamond a pearl
The left her alone so they could play
They find her dead the next day.
Fake the scene, make it safe
Make it clean. Call the law
When there’s no incrimination
Spend a few hours down the
Station, blame the phantom
Who doesn’t exist. Form a charity
A fantasy of family bliss.
Involve the world to change
The narrative, they know she
Is dead, crocodile tears, inventive
Ask them a question and
And they scatter the blame
They are believed, bare no shame
What really occurred?
Well work it out.
Not a kidnapping
Just mystery and doubt.
David Cox 15/09/24
Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2024
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