Cries Unheard, by No Child Is Innocent Once Born Subscribe to rss feed for No Child Is Innocent Once Born

Silence, echoes throughout the ones with troubled minds.

Twisted, fade to darkness, ageless without time.

Electric power surge, rushes right to your head.

Forever spoken of the damned, forever dead.

Some back in imprisonment.

Say it’s cruel or hell sent.

But when it comes down to the final word.

Death cries out but cries unheard.

Guiding voices screaming, bastard with no name.

Forgiveness, but deserver of none, put through all this
shame.

Broken words of God, suffer the unborn child.

Echoes loudly through your mind, demons running wild.

The dead rise up to claim another life.

Jerked out, then cut with a knife.

As snakes gather round to hiss the final word.

Death cries out but cries unheard.

Posted: 2005-11-25 22:29:54 UTC

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2005-11-27 20:45:56Crimson.Wings
xcellent poem

2005-12-08 01:54:48Rilla
Reads like a nice rap...excellent!