Posted by: Ron DuBour | August 25, 2017

A CHILD DIED (WARNING READ WITH DISCRETION)~by Colin Hill


 

 

A CHILD DIED (WARNING READ WITH DISCRETION)

When kids cry
When life is not theirs to keep
Do you breakdown or do you weep?

Would you let their little hearts break
What more can your soul take?

A child has died
Should love die?
I know it’s hard

Born clucking
No love it’s just insane
A young heart just rushing
Buzzing babies addicted to cocaine

Crushed to see a kid rushing
What kind of mother breeds this insanity?
The fathers a cousin it’s nothing
They don’t deserve to be a family

It’s sad no one seems to be worried
Hear my story
Snorting lines off empty tables
Is this what you would call a lady?

She’s passed out
Pulse rushing, buzzing
Pregnant and all
Ain’t planned it
In ditches rushing
Twitching until she starts to fall

Product of her old man
No excuse I understand
She had a choice
Her life is in her own hands

She should have learned
From when she was younger
She was raised up bad
So he may have raped her
But that does not make this fair

She had a choice and she fucked up
She could have stopped
She chose those hits
It was more important that she stopped

There’s no denying
What was she thinking?
She remembers in her dreams
Now her child is screaming
What is the meaning?
When kids die

A child has just died
Should love die?
I know it’s hard
Does your heart cry out?
When kids die
Do you cry
Kids die

It doesn’t have to be this way
She should be thinking of today
It is her choice
When the children born today
Just die, I cry

Think her addiction is a vision
Got me cussing where is her love?
Think her only ambitions are drugs

She doesn’t shed a tear
For lost out years
Kid in the cemetery
Children she’s supposed to love?
Won’t even see elementary

Her heart is still
She doesn’t even feel
It makes me so ill
It cost a life
She don’t care it was her kid

She lost her soul
No remuneration
More coke on the phone
Even now she don’t stop
I think her mind is gone

I know this is so wrong
When did coke cost a soul?
And so I write this rhyme
I want to remind these mums

It costs you, brothers and sisters
For you to stop those twitches
It is an unfair living
You will miss the riches

I hope for change
And I hate this pain
She must be deranged
Lost all her children
For this cocaine
And still, she ain’t shed a tear
While she gets high kids die

A child has just died
Should love die?
I know it’s hard
Does your heart cry out?
When kids die
Do you cry
Kids die

It doesn’t have to be this way
She should be thinking of today
It is her choice
When the children born today
Just die, I cry

All I see is the habits that make her evil
I am venting it just makes me cuss
Leave her in the ditches
She is the criminal mum
She just violates this life
She doesn’t deserve a name on this piece of paper
I feel for her children now gone

What kind of person is this?
I’m merciless in my attack
She does not deserve her dreams
A real mother only has a deep love
She doesn’t deserve their pictures

I hate her laughing at those pictures
My soul twitches
She lives in my area
The terror she represents
Those kids just disappear
She doesn’t care that they don’t live
She is so cold, coke stole her soul

Addiction in these streets
I hope the kids find piece
Pour souls

Somebody tell me why?
Why do they have to suffer
There’s nothing wronger
They deserved a good and loving mama
This is so wrong
Why is there such misery?
It just echoes I suppose it is murder for those

A child has just died
Should love die?
I know it’s hard
Does your heart cry out?
When kids die
Do you cry
Kids die

It doesn’t have to be this way
She should be thinking of today
It is her choice
When the children born today
Just die, I cry

Written by

Colin Hill


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