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Lost by Emma Mary Gascoyne She lives in darkness, dirt and squalour There is no knight to prove his valour Only stark edged fear Of smoke filled rooms and stale beer No canopied bed for her to lie Or tasty food for her to try Just lessons learned to duck and dive And angry voices in endless chide Yet we in comfort so deny And another child in neglect shall die Such horrors that we can't perceive Yet our conscience shall grieve and grieve Our arms reach out and long to hold And take her from that harsh and cold She lived with terror from the first Evil took her, to quench its thirst We stand in line with questions asked Just whose duty and take to task Neglect, despair and hopelessness There is no justice, truth or fairness submitted: 09/10/03
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