Kids & Parenting

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The little body crumpled.
Lying still upon the ground.
Where were his parents?
Why were they not around?

The noise was tremendous.
The music played so loud.
He had been watching the party.
Of his parents, he was so proud.

His mom and dad were dancing.
In a world just made for two.
No thoughts of little Charlie,
Or what he might go through.

Drinks and boisterous friends,
Taking first place in their life.
A way to forget their troubles,
A way to deal with strife.

Charlie was an afterthought.
To be enjoyed when they saw fit.
To be cared for out of necessity.
In anger, someone to hit.

Charlie had felt someone behind him.
He was lifted and badly shaken.
Then thrown to the ground below him,
His little life was taken.

Many hours had flown by,
His parents assumed he was in bed.
Never in their wildest moments,
Did they know their child was dead.

The next day, the body discovered.
The parents stricken with disbelief.
Cuffed and led to a patrol car,
Began their time of pain and grief.

Plenty of time to think of Charlie,
As they sat there in their cell.
Little Charlie played in Heaven,
His parents abiding in a living Hell.

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