Saturday, 4 December 2010


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

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