Life Goes On

random voice:{The question in life is are you free,
 Or are you locked up, just like me?}
The sound of horror and terrified screaming
 It is the only place the suns not beaming
 A place of swings where no children will play
 For I stand by the graveyard to where they most lay

Poor children living a life of violence
 With horrifying homes filled with silence
 Violent blood shattered on the street
 And a child who lay there that has been beat
 In fear of their parents I hear children crying

The sun won't shine in a place of horror
 The children cry and the parents beat more
 Living in a family with a father who's a drunk
 And a mother who smokes dope and a lot of junk
 The hospital is full of children bruised
 And many are still home being abused

The graveyard is full and there will be many more
 If the abused do not stop in this horror
 Rain pours down from all the tears
 That God sheds for peoples fears
 Defenseless children can not play
 For in their abusive homes is where they must stay

I see a cry for help throughout the place
 And fear from a childs terrified face
 At nighttime the moon is gray
 Like a horror movie I saw one day
 A poor child who doesn't own a toy
 Because the parents won't buy for the little boy

Children suffer, deliberately burned and bruised
 From poor parents who themselves were abused
 And violent anger on their mind
 Makes them beat on any child they can find

The abuse is increasing day by day
 The valley full of pain and the sky still gray
 A little child in a corner is what I find
 And visions of the abuse still haunts her mind
 Seventy percent of children are abused every day
 The parents get upset and the children pay

The pain and suffering have gotten out of hand
 The poor children can not even stand
 Some in wheel chairs and some in a cast
 And some just trying to forget about the past
 Some do not know how love would feel
 Some scarred for life that will never heal

 One story that is so sad
 Is when a stepmother got so mad
 The children could not tie their laces
 And fear poured out from their terrified faces
 She beat them till the blood ran free

 Think of all the problems the world must face
 So please stop the abuse in this horrible place
 Poor children who may never see
 What a wonderful place this could be
 What I am trying to say is think of their pain
 Do not think of your problems and complain