Wednesday 16 July 2014

A PLACE IN HELL BY JIM BYRNE

There is hope when children suffer,
So much given to all mankind,
In our plenty er  consider,
Put their starving days behind.

Do we see the children`s plight,
would we be a sacrifice,
Show them love, Lest they might,
Greater food than bowls of rice.

Consider kids who live in fear,
Of those they ought to trust,
Loved ones they should never fear,
Abusing them, They think a must.

You callous cowards , Move away,
From hearts you ripped apart,
One day children have their say,
Release their sorrow from their hearts,

All abusers will account,
Of why they tore apart,
All these dear children, They will mount,
New time, A brand new start.

Helpless all to struggle free,
A place of peace and love,
Look behind you there will be,
Great justice from above.

God loves children no mistake,
From him you never hide,
Do tell of thrills you take,
Abusing others, Have a pride.

A place in hell is made for you,
Just rot and burn in hell,
You`ll give account of wrong you do,
Might be soon , Who can tell.

Fall to your knees , Beg to forgive,
Cleanse your soul of darkness,
Please just go, Let others live,
Your hell at least makes their pain less.

MY WOLLEN TRUNKS

A week away at mas expense Organised as it should My woollen trunks and swimming cap Fish and chips upon my lap Ooh you look so good in...