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Within the rooms so dark and bare
You can hear the cries of hurt and shame
Of the beaten children who have come not to care
For the parents they chose not to blame
The swearing and screaming of those they have loved
Yet ! far from the time of birth entered
These children were once gifts of God above
The being of our existence centered
The echo off the walls , the pain of the strap
As each stroke of the whip hits their backs
A force slap across each child's face
Must this be these children's horrid fate?
The cries of battered children echo's our nation
Is is born of ignorance and greed
This sin of all sins against God's greatest creation
Broken Families with wounds of the heart and soul that bleed
The way to put and end to a battered life
Is to turn to God the soul of man's seed
To once again be a family circle in Faith's light
This should be the quest of every race and creed