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Hell Is For Children

Hell is for children, terribly sad but true
Prevention's the cure, least that's my view
No one wants to know about it, let alone dwell
What sort of people can put kiddies through hell

Only youngsters, growing up dazed and confused
Bashed by their own parents and verbally abused
Big tough alcoholics, just drunken cowardly thugs
Spend all of the money on booze, or worse, drugs

Kids are scared and no more tears can they shed
Spend most of their time, simply hiding under a bed
No food or drink, just a black eye, fat lip or even worse
They think if there's really a hell, it's right here on earth

How adults can treat children like this, has me disgusted
Why aren't the police informed, and the mongrels busted
Might think it is funny putting these young kids through hell
See what they think of the world when locked up in a cell

THEN!! there are others, who take away kids innocent smiles
Those sick and rotten scoundrels, better known as pedophiles
In my mind, in this world there is no worse kind of an offense
Than to engage in sexual pleasure, take away child's innocence

Was lucky myself, was loved and cherished, childhood was good
Wish all God's children could do the same, as surely they should
Children should be happy at home playing and going to school
Not living with drunk and wasted parents who are nothing but cruel

Better late than never, about time things were actually changed
Make kids safe, away from so called adults, obviously deranged
These children need to be loved, need to come out of their shell
Not likely to happen while the poor buggers are still living in hell

Just remember that these children are actually our future
Scars can not heal while these mongrels tear up the suture
About time we got together and did something more to help
Poor children are too scared to ask, can't even let out a whelp

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Very good write this is life in today's world it is time to change but there are no rules for all the parents they go to different schools.
"Prevention's the cure, least that's my view" would be better with "at" added otherwise the word least loses its meaning.
"Prevention's the cure, at least, that's my view" if you see what I mean.
Silly ole English understanding lol.
Take care and good to see you here, Yours Ian T

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