gunslingergal

     I weep __________________ I weep. I weep not for myself. I weep for the child, the little girl inside the dark prison. Away from light and love she is locked. Silent tears fall as she crys in silence. Hundreds around,yet no sob falls on their ear. The weeping child seen by all,yet not seen. Away they hurry to busy to take notice, of what is she their busness. Alone in silence the child weeps. In shadows afar,I stand and weep for her. Obliviouse,hundreds scurry by. I weep. I weep for her, all black and blue. High collars and long sleeves she wears. she wears to hide her shame, unknown to her the shame is not hers, yet