Open your eyes to the cries, of your child's silent sigh's.
Their sounds can't be heard, but their fears can be seen.
Imitating, acting out, withdrawn or being mean.
Open your eyes to the cries, be aware raise open those blinds.
A fear of living, not of dying, children killing, instead of crying.
Open your eyes to the cries, pay attention, before another child dies.
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This is about children killing other kids and Children killing themselves. I wrote this after the columbine school killings years ago. Very sad, very dark moment in time.