Residential Child :
A child in the system , A child who was unknown. beaten and abused this **** was condone ,
The church was my saviour so I was told , Then why was I treated so ugly and cold
Lies they had told to cover the truth , 30 years later I Speak to the youth
addiction and pain affected my life, Covering the tears I hid from the light.
hard to move on , harder to forget , I remember my friend that Lil brunette
Beaten and bloody and left in that room , whoever knew that would become her tomb
but now it is out , I can start to heal , the church must be held for the lives that they steal
I'm To old to show hate, But too proud to give in , Let this be a reminder of the world we live in!
Ghetto Child
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