So pure so innocent Yet you kept him behind closed doors Authorities don't know he existed He cried and your head hurt Maybe you're mad You were meant to protect him Like any mother with a newborn Its like he wasn't yours But when she cried Your heart hurt Ran your hand across his cheeks Pressed your palm on his lips Conceived in hate Made him feel less than And today he should have been 4 years old Not a rotting corpse I wish I could take his pain And dissolve it What if somebody noticed? The cuts on your arms Constant tugging down Long sleeved tops And the prescriptions That you weren't fit Mental illness What if the health officials Did their job properly Visited your house And gave him safety Policies and practices Intervention and prevention Something should have been done Somewhere Something Someone Went wrong