Stop Poem by Keith Foley

Stop the beating my heart is bleeding.
She's my precious child, please be kind and mild!

Nothing did she do, why tear her heart in two?
Hatred inside your head, wishing itself be dead.

Why torture my loving babe?
Inside becomes a cave, hollow & dark she looses her spark.... for Life.

In your twisted mind, cruelty do we find.
Evil must fade, make room for a shade... of Love.
Else you sink to the brink - of Hell!

There will you stay....
and lay and rot... wishing for what your not!