Bash baby, smash baby, into the night
Nation wakes in morning to another fright
Bash baby, smash baby, have you no shame
Nation suffers in mourning and feels all pain
Bash baby, smash baby, we have had enough
Go get help right now, there is no place left for tough
Bash baby, smash baby, another one is dead
We pay with consciences’ and all bow our heads
Bash baby, smash baby, there is no lullaby
Cruelty seeps in my town and I weep sad goodbyes
Copyright Deana Platt 10/4/08
May 18th, 2008 at 12:45 am
First published on May 7th 2008
republished 17th May 2008 - Editor