A loud voice booms, A little child hides, Each cutting word, Makes scars inside. A big hand falls, A small child cries, God’s little one, Has been defiled. An unfeeling parent, Quietly walks away, Leaving a hurting child, No self-respect today. Tears streak down, A scared little face, With desperate sobs, The body shakes. Another day has begun, Like so many in the past, Someone help me please, The hurt is harder to mask. I wish that I could flee, This life that I lead, Can someone please, Hear me when I plead. The sun will set, And night will fall, No peace it brings to me, For no one answers my call. Somebody help me please! Gayle Davis April 8, 2002 © E-mail

Music: "Sweet Child"
The Music Of M. C. Shelly
Written, Arranged and
Performed By: M. C. Shelly©
Used With Permission

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