Rising Waters
When parents consumed with rage draw near
Children abused will cower in fear
No measure of pain can they disguise
As the teardrops fall, the waters rise
How many screams are piercing the air
How many scars on their backs to wear
The lash of a belt their only prize
As the teardrops fall, the waters rise
They cry alone with no one to hear
The torment recurs year after year
Their sorrow comes as no real surprise
As the teardrops fall, the waters rise
How many lives are cloaked in despair
How much more pain and fear can they bear
The clouds still grow in innocent eyes
As teardrops fall, the waters rise
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