Children We Are Cheating

Comforted by the notion that someday she can leave
Saving face, in hiding place, beguiles and will deceive
Destiny, someday fulfilled, roller coaster rider thrilled
Emotions spilled, abuse had bought, hunted down and killed

A little girl's innocence died one sordid, summer night
The small child's plight was echoing in the pale moonlight
Grownups toasting, glasses raised, liquor's river sang refrain
Whimpers in the gentle breeze, brought to bear a father's reign

What is the cost that must be paid when innocence is fleeting?
We pay a lofty price when it is children we are cheating...
Restless soul, life filled with holes, upon a moonlit sky
As bones grow tired, so uninspired, nobody asking why

Why do we tolerate these acts that scar and cause such pain?
We turn our heads away from facts while innocence is slain
He taught her how to handle men, inside her stormy strife
Daddy's little girl again, still running for her life

Tears do not spill---denial numbs the fortress of a mind
Ignorant of the molester's will, forgetting how unkind
Her last tear flowed ten years ago, in darkness all alone
Revelation of her isolation, cuts down to the bone

No place to go, discarded, in a world she once so trusted
No fault of hers, that in his loins her father for her lusted
A cold, dark world awaiting, with blind eye for it had turned
Imposing life long sentence in a Hell they made, she burned

Comforted by the notion that someday she'd be freed
From memories, an island, not imprisoned, not in need
Relief, a distant promise made, in death then life will come
Belief that when the flesh is gone, her pain will be undone

Open up your sleeping eyes, see your children's tears
Cry out loud, stop the lies, calm their paralyzing fears
Open up your silent ears, the price of one deaf moment lost
Not worth the thrill, her tears they spill, at monumental cost

Childlike innocence now gone, that never will return
Hell on hell, inside her mind, licking flames that burn
Without protection, children lost, no loving arms to hold
Sinful, sad, at such a cost, her future bought and sold...