Abusing Children


Can you see my innocence
Through the brightness of my eyes?
And how my strong blows feel like a tap?
My milk teeth is not turn brown
Nor can my small head fit a crown
I only wear a frown when you touch my teddy
Then why do you come to me with weapons so heavy.
Listen! This war,
I don’t know what it is for.
But I will fight back with my cries and tears
And if I die,
I will hunt your dreams with my screams and fears
You will sleep with open eyes.
And when your deaf ears hear my cries
Then you will die.


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