baby p
The child, who was on the child protection register, died in a blood-spattered cot last year after spending much of his short life being used as a punchbag
suffering
animals, test subjects the pain they get put though
just for us
children getting snaches from the street
then turn up
murderd
and
raped
they
had there
hole
life
ahead of them
why
would any one
do
that
the
poeple
they
love
are
desroyed
but
that
person
dosent
care
That's the kind of poem I like to read. A REAL poem. I love it. It's about what are we living today, and that's good to read. Amazing. Keep lookin' and writin' poems like that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem with a great lesson. Thanks for sharing.