One child,
Quiet does she sleep...

Floating in water,
sits one single child...

Walk a mile in another’s shoes,
the saying carried through generations...

I hide away,
Under the covers...

Voices boom across the radios,
Messages interrupt the television stations...

Black and white,
colorless lives...

She’s hiding away from you,
Behind the bathrooms locked stall...

A mouse pricked it’s ears,
rustles along the bramble his warning...

Screaming through the flames,
children are told they are the ones to blame...

As I leave will you say goodbye,
will you even pretend to cry...

Waters rising,
up past my ankles...

Run with all your might,
for the storm of light...