He invites her home
With darkness in his heart
She walks home holding his hand
Trust in every step
A heart beats under her heart
Two trusting one
The one whose heart is black
Corroded by hate and misguided pride
Hoping for help
She struggles against the pain
Blacking in and out
She reaches out to the bleak hearted one
What motivates the black one
Hate for his own child
Hate for the child of his child
Is hate greater than love?
The heart beat under hers stops
Her mother wails in the other room
The child who trusted
No longer trusts in her own
My heart heavy
I hope for justice
Yet even that doesn’t prevail
The black hearted one walks free
With blood staining his hands
Invisible drops littering the path
As he walks away from the law
While she looks on invisible on the sides
Where is God?
The redeemer, the just one
She screams for his justice
Against the one who was unjust to her child
The black hearted one
Stands proud with his community
No remorse on his face
Yet his heart trembles
The darkness remembers
The hand of his child in his
The smile in her eyes for him
The ones that looked soulless now
Shards pierce through
Of her wails and screams
Of him buying her ice cream
How could he steel his heart to her?
The facade suddenly crumbles
The adrenaline fades away
He has nothing to hold
Not her hand nor her tears
The child in her may forgive
But the mother in her, never will
The man in him repents not his actions
The father in him broken, beaten down
Evil comes in many forms
Thoughts, actions, words
From strangers and from family
Hidden, cloaked behind a smile
The daughter holds her child
Invisible for eternity
She stands next to her father
Shadowing him with her justice forever...
