Child

A child becomes a target of a day that was too tough
On a mother and a father who work hard to make enough
To feed a family that they love
To build a home that’s full of joy
And they did not mean to hit the baby boy
It’s just too hard for a child to understand
When a home turns into a nightmare
And it isn’t how anyone planned
Let’s not leave the children helplessly in fear
Let’s not leave the parents lost and all alone
The violence that we read in the morning paper
May well be our own
A child becomes a target of a passion misdirected
She can’t reveal her terror or for sure she’ll be suspected
Of being evil or telling lies
Her mother turns away her eyes
As the father carries out an act the world denies
Young minds become the target of a world that lives in fear
They’re burning books, they’re burning crosses
And the violence is clearly robbing children of their senses
And denying them a heart
In a world like this, that’s where abuse can start