Protect Them
Don’t hide me
from the rain
Don’t hide me
from the pain
i still hear
the silent cries
of children on
the cold hard streets
They don’t want
a handout
They want somebody
to see the scars underneath
They don’t need
symathy from you
They need protection
from a rain of blows
Don’t protect me
because i see
Protect them from
pain they can’t excape
Don’t hide me
from the pain
Don’t hide me
from the rain
i will always
see and hear
the silent pain
and cries of
those walking by
10/29/14
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