Children are special

We thank God

Now we say why God

This rift

On God's gift

I heard her uncle, Justice

Cared for her

And he showed it a little too much

Caressed her 

Care giver turned

Scar giver

He showered with her 

Then showered her with sweets

How bitter

Can man be

To Make a beast of beauty 

The little one 

Belittled 

Stripped of her glory

How gory

Ape not kill Ape

So why man de touch child?

He made her bottle up

Brushed her teeth

Till she closed up

How do you plead?

Don't answer that 

You're guilt tea

Drained from a child's innocence 

Do not touch my child

You wild of an animal 

You 

Who 

Bites through 

Their smiles

Waits a while

To beguile 

You who makes a child

A mother at nine 

And blame it on wine

Wolf in sheep clothing 

Staining pure garments

Never again

This is not a drill

When next you dance to the beat

Your heart will skip 

For the last time 

We will shoot to kill

You

This is a jungle

I hope you've heard

Bloody Uncle Justice