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Wednesday, October 24

A Childs Cry

Children wasted in the educational facility of emptiness.
Educators preach to the untouchable.
Children untended left to defend from the imaginable.
The perverted wait to execute the unspeakable.

Children destroyed through single acts of senseless violence.
Childhoods erased, reborn to the adulthood of anguish.
Innocence vanquished to a forever sea of suffering,
Never to re-claim what the malicious have taken in silence.

Children weep in torment as their scars forever remain;
Bloody intentions embrace their desires:
They will search for vengeance against their aggressors,
With murderous memories, to reclaim what the wicked acquired.

The twisted remain to prey upon our communities
Without consequence for their acts of morbid sickness;
They prowl, inflicting with transgressions:
No reflection for their intentions of wickedness.

Magistrates protect the incomprehensible.
The innocent, silenced by the legal voice of recklessness.
No righteous resurrection from the fatalities of transgressions.
Children mourn with murderous abandonment.

All the while children cry and die every day!

A Childs Cry by K. Saitta © 2007, A Walk In Verse

A Child Alone

Born into a world of deception,
Embraced in a life of abuse,
Tormented by a state of abandonment,
Betrayed by parents of youth.

Destroyed by words of profanities,
Tortured without excuse,
Alone in a house of misery:
Torn, battered and confused.

Compelled to a life of insignificance
With their endeavors never seen,
Their family – a false reality,
Alone with only their dreams.

Assaulted with no explanation
By parents who destroy with their hands;
A child bruised and broken
Can only dream of oceans and sands.

Alone in a world with no one,
Their voice never heard nor seen,
Locked in a room of obscurities,
Waiting till death sets them free.

Violence speaks to this child
With no escape to be seen,
Alone in this house of tragedy:
Withdrawn, suicidal and unseen.

A Child Alone by K. Saitta © 2007, A Walk In Verse

Life Lessons

Life’s riddled with hidden meanings
Like the oceans in a torrent storm;
Waves compressed as it nears its beaches,
Unleashing its power to explore.

White crests shattering their next victim,
Like an inferno engaged in war,
Haunting those who embrace its riddles,
Sending them plummeting to the floor.

Lessons of life never respected,
Repeated by youth to endure.
Elders look with eyes of sorrow,
Disbelieving as the foolish mourn.

Life Lessons by K. Saitta © 2007, A Walk In Verse