Wednesday, December 14, 2005

BLESS THIS CHILD


Friday, December 09, 2005

Bless this child who's beaten daily,much more than he can take
Bless this child who cries at night,his hunger still awake.
Bless this child who's born of drugs,no habit of his own,
Bless this child who screams in silence he bears his pain alone.
Bless this child not wanted still,a lonely path to lead,
Bless this child so young,too young,molested, made to bleed.
Bless this child born of pain,whose mother barely cares,
Bless this child afraid of dark,it only brings nightmares.
Bless this child too frail to eat,afraid to die just yet,
Bless this child disease will claim,his dreams are never met.
Bless this child who wants to die,his life seems only lies,
Bless this child through suicide can't say his last good-byes.
Bless this child who's father's gone,his love poured out in vain,
Bless this child through poverty who'll only know hate and pain.
Bless this child who's shook in anger, now knocks at heaven's gate,
Bless this child you'll never know,his story told too late.
Bless this child who's sent to you,a present from above,
Bless this child you call your own,make sure you show them love.
Barbara Jean Moore

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