by Jen Bonds

Created on: April 18, 2008   Last Updated: December 24, 2008

Wicked

The tears, the fears, the angst.

Wicked is the soul that caused the pain.

When will the evil be replaced?

When will it finally divulge its face?

To torture the one that has no defense.

To hurt one another, it doesn't make sense.

Wickedly elated, euphoric in the control.

Too much already the little ones know.

Love was never revealed and now it's too late

Wicked takes no heed for substance in the way.

Abuse, neglect are the punishment of today.

Wicked, the wrath that's here to stay.

Will the hurt ever end and be out of harm's way?

The day is foreseen, it is on the way.

Wicked will no longer rule the Earth.

Burning in hell, damning its birth.

Wicked will be gone, the children will be free.

Laughter and joy will once again be.

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