I Sit and Look Out

I sit and look out upon all the troubles of a little girl, and upon all her sadness and loneliness;

I hear the secret cries from her heart, at the cruel words spoken to her after reaching out;

I see, in her life, the spirit broken by other children, hurting, unhappy, abused, damaged;

I see the bruises from her father-- I see the cruel face of a mother, 

I mark the rankings of hatred and conditional love, attempted to be hid-- I see theses sights in her home;

I see the bully, antagonizer, pest-- I see the faultless and pure; 

I observe a misery in a book-- I observe the author casting words that kill, to annihilate the life of the readers; 

I observe the hope and admiration cast by a God above upon sufferers, the abandoned, and upon children, and the like;

All these-- All the corruptness and affliction without end, I sitting, look out upon, see, hear, and am uproarious.

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