Child Abuse
When thee is born, His life is filled with joy , The child is filled to the brim with innocence, His future lies in your fists, And still he takes hits, Anger rises in the soil, Yet the boy does not foil, The torture and the pain, Does not have gain, The soul tormented, Driving him insane, The life which was full of hope, Became the void of pain and endless exploitation, When all your dignity is lost, Innocence gone, Forever shattered, The bruises will fade, But the pain shall remain, When life takes a dark turn, Your heart becomes a fern, When the child looks at you with hate, You feel ashamed, But still bend to endless hate, Stop this madness, Stop Child Abuse!