Profiling 101
Child torn "innocently" sits in the
corner of the room.
Mother angrily accuses the father of him
burning down her house out of despite.
Father screams back you sure you don't need
the insurance money.
All along the child is smiling and holding in his
laughter.
Never recognizing the child in the room at all.
Hate towards each other left him invisible.
"I did it " ,screamed the child, "Now will you pay
attention to me?"
Copyright © Lisa Mccall | Year Posted 2013
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