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The authors expresses the pain of a little girl, in a touching poem. |
| Who hears the cries of the little girl Yet burning, still her pain Quieted not by tick nor tock Replete, misquided shame. Who hears the cries of the little girl Who oft had to be so strong Feigning sturdiness to fix Her birth she’d felt so wrong. Who hears the cries of the little girl Now no one cares to hear her Her cries are muted - rage and pain are Pleading to draw nearer Who hears the cries of the little girl And if no one then why- Why didn’t the ones who could have made A difference even try? Who hears the cries of the little girl The perspicacious see The shout in her averted glaze Her tacit paucity. Risks not taken, lovers vexed Love shown but last on she Trudging a loner’s road so long- Lost opportunity. From the inside looking out All completely missed Lessons learned but late in life- A mere spectator in the mist. Who hears the cries of the little girl Tears shed alone and hid. No one heard the cries of the little girl Is it not time someone did? |
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