A CHILD WALKS

A Child Walks 

A child walks along black veils
covered all his little fingers 
with noise of a child it plays along
the hemline of so many 
meadows of his home where he belongs; 
But in truth it is them who
Doesn’t want to you to see 
the filthy grime that blankets the Earth; 
He'd sit on logs like pulpits listen
to the sermon of rights and wrongs 
Its starting to be his favorite song 
how life goes on 
nothing seems to matter in his little life 
put your veil back on the man cried out 
but who can help but peek when
you hear torture? 
the screams of suffering and agony
that you are told to ignore. 
I feel sorry for this little boy; 
In his darken hours
he found power to say no more of his 
Fathers words of pains
as he walked away with that look on his face 
find God he cries out, 
His name is Jehovah and he makes way
even for a lost child like me 
they are among us the dandelions of thorns. 

Poetic Judy Emery © 2004

The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerfully expressed! Well written! Keep sharing! 

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