Friday, 9 July 2010

Not afraid of the dark

Crushed to pieces,

by hatred incarnate,

a girl of Sixteen lies in a London hospital bed,

raped by many who will never know better.

Alone with no hope or peace,

A world fragmented by instant gratification,

Unleashes violence against the innocent,

and reaps never ending sorrow.

In the wind it blows hot and cold,

stirs my heart, so it does.

I ought to be quiet,

and say no more,

about a young girls rape,

but don’t you see,

her life is in ruins.

If love is eternal let it be with you now,

do not be afraid of the dark,

I pray that God will comfort you and bless you.

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