I’ve seen innocence distorted by the pains of their past
Little children with angel faces, ruined, their expressions turned to glass
Their eyes like lost souls call out to me in their hell…
They say…
Hello, is anybody out there? Please tell
Fading dreams of hope wrap around them till they choke
Contorted they maintain hardness to the world around them
I shall answer their prayers and their pain I shall end
I am the mother of mercy and I hear their little cries
I will come to save them; I will bring a sun to their skies
I shall save them
Filed under Poems G - I