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a young child
A young child is crying ,
Cowering in a corner,
Tucked up in a tight ball,
Bite marks on its arms,
Wet cold and alone.
Only the sound of its screaming mother breaking through the sobs of the child.
A mother hysterical on drugs and alcohol,
She lashes out at her poor child,
Not knowing what she is doing,
Only inflicting more pain and hurt,
On the one person she is supposed to love.
Cowering in a corner,
Tucked up in a tight ball,
Bite marks on its arms,
Wet cold and alone.
Only the sound of its screaming mother breaking through the sobs of the child.
A mother hysterical on drugs and alcohol,
She lashes out at her poor child,
Not knowing what she is doing,
Only inflicting more pain and hurt,
On the one person she is supposed to love.
Published 30th Dec 2012
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