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Suffer the Children
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Suffer the Children |
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nirvana New Member
since 2000-01-24
Posts 9 |
Suffer the Children Heroin and blood travel my vein I've lost my face, I've sold my name In a sceond longer than it takes to rise Out goes the pain, but in comes the lies Float to the old familiar place Where puppets can smile without a face Where puppies and children become best friends Where abuse is gone and murder ends Where mothers play with their little boys And daddy fixes his broken toys Where little girls fix their hair And go through life with little care But poor puppy is hungry, and the water's gone dry And my little children sit silent and cry The puppets strings are tangled and messed He's missing his eyes, and there's a tear in his vest Mommy no longer sings us songs Whatever we do...it always seems wrong Mommy forgot how to tell us rhymes And daddy yells at us most of the time Our broken toys collect on the floor Daddy says...He'll fix them no more There's no time to laugh, or play and have fun I must give sister a bath before dinner is done She set the table and gave everyone a plate But we know by now - mom and dad will be late Something wicked has taken our place Dry my tears brother, while you clean my face Like the puppets strings, my hair is a mess Maybe that's why mom loves me less Mom's on the floor again - with those holes in her arms She sold my gold necklace and the three tiny charms Home is not as it was before Wake up daddy there are police at the door I think we lost mommy and daddy too Can someone please tell us...What did we do? I would do whatever it took - anything at all Just to hear daddy say "Son, let's go play ball." And I would sell all my toys and even kiss my big brother If only I could have back my mother Let's play the wish game brother, like we always do I'll make a wish...then you'll wish one too My wish today, I have wished before That daddy stops yelling, and mom's alive on the floor And my wish is a wish that I wish could come true That mommy and daddy could love me and you The day is over sweet sister and it's time for bed Before we go...we'll make sure they're not dead Brush your teeth now and get a drink I cleaned the bathroom, so please rinse the sink Lay down now and I'll tuck you in tight Then I'll throw all the monsters out into the night If you have a night mare and can't get to sleep I'll blow a kiss in your hand for you to keep I'll see you sweetie...when morning comes I'll make you some eggs and cinnamon buns Tomorrow will be a brand new day Maybe things won't be the same way No matter what mom and dad ever do Rest assured that I'll always love you We're in this together and we'll fight till the end For the day you were born...I had found my best friend Your eyes look heavy, so I will go now Mom and dad love us the best they know how Just one more thing before I go There's one last thing that you must know Mommy and daddy are very sick now But I promise I'll fix them...when I figure out how. Nirvana |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
I really enjoyed this Nirvana. How sad to have childrens' lives taken away and have them work when they should be allowed to play and have fun. I thought your description on the puppet's strings was excellent, btw. Joy "To you, my children, These lovely flowers I give. Prune ye my vines and fig trees, With care my flowerets tend, But keep the pathway open, Your home is at the end." -Robert Frost (from: God's Garden) |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I was deeply effected and moved by this poem. You show much strength and courage in your emotions. I know how healing just getting these thoughts and feelings down on paper can be. Thank you for sharing it. Janet Marie |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Welcome to our Dark Family of Friends. What a moving first piece to post. Sorry I couldn't have welcomed your earlier my little one is sick. This peace speaks volumes, well done!  Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen closely. ~Isis~ (Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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