Little Cindy
For you to feel as you feel right
By Joshua Lino-da CostaPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
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Nobody heard little Cindy cry
Nobody heard her call.
She’s just a little child
But you cannot deny
She’s the most precious of us all.
Nobody listened to little Cindy’s plea
Nobody saw her pain.
The wide eyes, ripped lips
And dark blue knee;
All her words in vain.
Nobody noticed little Cindy’s silence
Nobody saw her go.
Our eyes are closed
As we hide from the violence
And we just don’t want to know.
Nobody saw her head split wide
Nobody saw the blood.
Who was there by her side?
Someone for her in which to confide
To stop the red sea flood.
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Joshua Lino-da Costa
I've been writing for years. Not always great... but it means a lot to me
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