A life of hurt There is a fear behind her eyes Of which does run so deep. A fear that does fill every vein She dare not even sleep. For every second of every day She must aim to stay so strong. Her young that lay so hopelessly In all that is so wrong. Her body is so very weak Of love so forced upon. Many a sibling she has had When forced to join as one. With legs so weak she tries to walk To tend to those who need. Neglected and abandoned there Their only use to breed. So little food and water clean Their shelter full of dirt. Their lives should not have been this way Abused and full of hurt. She now lies down with such unease Next to the young she bore. A new life she does dream upon For her young to live, explore. With eyes so tired she falls asleep With thoughts that do run wild. There is one wish that does occur To be without a child. For if she did not have her young Her years would surely end. No life like hers would they ever lead No more would she have to defend. But she carries on regardlessly This life is hers to keep. Until her eyes close once again Until the endless sleep T A Ashcroft
Posted on: Wed, 06 Nov 2013 10:16:30 +0000
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