In a dark room,
I see a glowing tear.
I go closer and see,
a face full of fear.
There's a little child,
clutching his knees.
His weeping eyes,
seem to be begging, "Please."
I pick him up,
only to find.
The bruises and welts,
that were left behind.
By a person with no heart,
who must be insane.
To leave a little child,
in such horrible pain.
When I look at that face,
I cannot understand,
how any human being,
could use such a cruel hand.