Oh Poor Child

Oh Poor Child 

it's mother died
she was tired
of pain
her time to rest
poor child sucks no breast
poor child needs food
poor child, a sad childhood
the child is not protected
the child is rejected
the poor child falls
the poor child, no one calls
poor child full of fear
poor child, no one is near
no mother 
no father
oh poor child's cry
tears all over its eye
all is violence
to the child's innocence.

Oh Poor Child. 

Drencho POET Loads
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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