The corpses of children are not peaceful.
The ones who die of trauma before their time show it
–of illness show it
I avert my eyes but remember anyway
Precious young lives lost–
I can’t say this anywhere so I’ll say it here in a public privacy of strangers
The corpses of children are not peaceful.
Cancer at 8
Murder at 9
Murder at 2
Refusing insulin at 14
Horrible car accident at 17
The corpses of children are not peaceful.
I avert my eyes but cannot forget
The anger, the pain the battering
On their sweet innocence
The corpses of children are not peaceful.
— Anonymous
A very dear friend of mine wrote this poem and I felt compelled to share it. This left an indelible imprint.
