Your brief life was tragic, so sad from birth.
Never knew love from one who gave you birth.
Your silent cries only the angels heard
Suffering to you was a living word.
Where did these demons in human form come
Who found pleasure in torture, pain for some?
Whose souls were so barren of dignity
So vile and vicious in their cruelty?
You have your answers now, that is for sure,
Daniel, your justice will forever endure.
Copyright ~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~~03.10.16
Dedicated to Daniel Pelka, four-year-old starved to death
by his parents (who both died in prison) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem