Childhood lost…
When Childhood is lost
humanity cries
for those alive…
walking with an arrogant stride
with heads up high in gruesome pride
Ah! the tear that falls no more
from the eye that’s all dry
The questioning look
and an expression that’s all sour
Wretched indeed
is life where life’s
innocence has been stolen
where there lies pain
excruciating pain
deep within the heart
sending shivers in the soul
truly when childhood is lost
we have lost
the present, the future…
not just the past…
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