Abusing Children

Too much whipping will make a child immune
Every scream is not correction
Not if it leaves the child more confused
No! You also brandish with words
Like “suffer not a witch to live”
What does a child that has never seen a parachute
Know about flying at night?
This is nowhere close to Salem
But children still burn at wooden stakes
Today one was set in flames
By the one whose womb cannot hold a coconut
This was how it stroke another fire
Each one had their own defense
Let’s not forget the melting flesh of a burning child
The tiny arms that cannot strike back
The one that is forced to labour at another man’s table

Vera