Tears In the Dust

Small boy huddled in a corner He will never question why He did not dishonour his father But that did not stop the black eye Little baby all battered and beaten Can not hide away being bruised Mother can not stop her drinking But the baby should not be abused Young girl is daddys' pride and joy She worships him, no one can know Makes her protect his little secret Does not listen when she says no I look down, crying tears in the dust In that dust my tears glisten Knowing that children do not deserve this Hoping, out there, people will listen