Neglect

Those children were safe

before she left.

Now battered with scars

like shattered glass.

They call for help,

but no one answers.

Like an echo

that finally ended,

Their voices won't ever be mended. 

Author's Note

Trying out something a little different... Hope you like!

Reviews

[Emily]

Lovely wording!
I liked the meaning!
Keep it up!

[Angel of the devil]

this is so sad....... i like it

[irene clairfontaine]

this has brought tears to my eyes, beautifully written.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem had the feel of sadness. Children learn quickly. Bad or good days make a child balance and leave reflections of life always in their minds and their hearts. A powerful poem dear Annie.
Coyote

[Annie Nicole]

Thank you for reviewing

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Annie.