The Missing Children
Dedicated to the Lost
Do you see me
Do you see the child in the shadows stored away
The child standing on the corner forcing a smile
The child whose soul is being sold for cheap
Do you hear me
Do you hear the child's screams in the night while you're passing by
Do you hear the child call out for their mother or father as you lay awake
Do you hear the child whimper in the cold for a lost freedom
Do you speak
Do you speak of that lost and forgotten child
Do you speak of the torture and trafficking
Do speak their name
You forgot to listen to this child, listen to the truth, listen to the babe
You forgot to see the light, the sparkle, the glow in my soul, a soul now adrift in the midnight sea
You forgot to mention this world is cruel, that some are evil amongst the good
You forgot to hear, to see, to speak
Dedicated to the thousands of children missing and exploited each year. For more information please go to the National Center of Missing and Exploited Children at Missingkids.com.
About the Creator
Tiffany Myrick
Im 29. Live in Washington and have three amazing children. I love to write and has often helped me express myself.
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