Darkness damp and cold
Eyes that once so brightly shone
Now dead eyes, dull and old
Look further in this strange black world
See it's occupants abode
A prison cell with Iron bars
Inside a child it holds
Now look a little closer
Within this desolation state
A spirit once that had a light
Pours out bitterness and hate
In a world of poverty and lonliness
The streets don't love you back
So in defense of hungering
A child will attack
Form alliance with the enemy
The street gangs, pimps and thugs
When asked why they went that way?
The Lost child simply shrugs
How are we to understand
We are but to try to fix
Advocates for Abandoned Adolescents say
The unfair balance needs to shift
@ Delaproser
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