Blue skies and pretty flowers
And little angels that fly above me
All around me, I see lovely colors
An innocent child was I, you see
Innocence was all I had within me
And all that surrounded me
I thought was good and pure
I couldn’t be more wrong for sure
Yet my innocence has been tainted
It left me bruised and battered
It left my body cold and lifeless
How could they be so heartless?
Did not my pleas of mercy reach their ears?
Did not my cries of pain bring on the tears?
Did my struggle not cause a stirring?
Nay, twas my silence which caused the ending
It was my lifelessness, which stop it all
It was my lost innocence, which satisfied them all
I know not why I was the chosen one
But I fear I will never know the outcome
For today I am heading towards the light
With my innocence I soon take flight
With hope that all pain and fear will be washed away
To join the angels and fly with them someday
Yvy @ 22/9/2007
*Written for all the abused and battered children around the world. And dedicated especially to Nurin and the little Kiwi girl who died from physical abuse [How could the people who are suppose to be protecting her from harm use her as a punching bag and when she cried, they hung her on the clothesline and spun her around. They even put her in the dryer!!! I'm really not sure if these are humans or not]. May their killers be [found and] punished harshly. It’s funny how my view has changed ever since Ella was born…it’s really a cruel world out there, eh?
by Dawn, on October 3 2007 @ 9:49 pm
Yvy, very nicely written. There was this mother in Minnesota who soaked her 7-year old girl in the bath tub in hot water for 30 minutes to teach the girl a lesson. The little girl died while she was still in the tub. I cannot understand how a mother can do that to her own child. And another thing I read in the papers are parents feeding their babies booze to quiet them down. Crazy!
by hedonistics anonymous, on October 4 2007 @ 12:26 pm
the world is going to the dogs.
by Che-Cheh, on October 5 2007 @ 12:49 am
You’re tagged
by Yvy, on October 5 2007 @ 11:07 am
che-cheh : aiyooo…..hutang some more!
hedo : tell me abt it. and it’s always the little girls who get it….why arr??
dawn : thanks!
aiyo, soak until the poor thing died??? ella got jabbed that day n she cried like hell, i almost cried myself. i cant imagine what the poor girl was doing n going through. 