Unheard Child
I am a screaming child
crying for vengeance
whispering my agony…
Do you hear me?
Are you listening?
Am I but a toy-
to be tossed aside as trash?!
I am, but many.
We are lost, desperate, pleading, and abused.
Many we are, but still alone.
We are scattered and confused.
We are belittled and used.
Do you hear us?
Are you listening?
I am a wandering child-
searching, hoping, and still—
Nothing!!!
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