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Baby P - Still In Shock

He must have cried a million tears
Whilst beaten black and blue.
He never knew the carefree years
That other children do.
He'll never know the future life
He should have had on earth;
His parents killed their little boy!
What was his short life worth?
Our hearts ache for the boy
Who never knew the joy
Of mother's love and father's pride;
Only that they had to hide
His bruises and his tears.
They took away his right to live!
How can even God forgive?
Their facing jail, we hope, for years.

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