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Twitching
curtains
No ones’
certain,
News is bad.
Their future so
uncertain.
We all denied
The boy hazel~
eyed.
Nobody cared
Nobody dared.
The family
lied.
You stand
accused
The children
abused.
And now we
learn
Each house in
turn
Now we feel
bruised.
You can’t stay
here
You’ll live in
fear
We fear for
your children
But now you’ve
ruined them.
You had best
steer clear.
Hang your head
in shame
Your
traumatised child will remain
You are to
blame
For all the
pain
(And again)
Linda Lawrence
28th
January 2005