A boy was confused,
But kept silent,
For he’d been abused
By his parent.
Life shouldn’t be this way ---
Who could he turn to?
Will people show dismay
And consider him spoilt, too?
Was always overpowered,
With no help in sight.
To his frustration, surrendered,
Even as he resisted with might.
Years in this situation,
The boy’s heart has hardened,
Though has no protection,
The sinner won’t be pardoned.
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