Childhoods Crushed Poem by Kathryn Marie Thurman

A little girl from beverly hills,
cried from her hotel in Rome.
For even though she had all the bills,
she had parents who were never home.

A little boy from east LA,
cried in his sleep for his dad was taken away.
His dad promised his son that he would be home and ok,
not knowing that he was gonna be shot that day.

For even though they will never meet,
the two kids live with weak heart beats.
They try and look for answers with all their might,
now at least, their not crying alone through the long, sleepless night.