Suffer

Suffer the innocent

Who do no wrong

They close their eyes

And they never belong





Suffer the children

In a harsh world they grow

Danger within their playground

It is all they ever know





Suffer the woman

Living only in rape

Where would she go

How would she escape





Suffer the man

Judged by the colour of his skin

Cursed for being different

Why is that a sin





Suffer the poet

Having the words to say

Sadness to write then down

Innocent in no other way

 

copyright Chris Smith 2009