A child cries in the distance

Their mother for the fourth time tonight is busy

With a stranger she will never meet again

The bruises

The smell

The guilt

They all have become a part of who she is

A child cries in the distance

And for the first time tonight he is sober

A different kind of man takes over

Different from the one who breaks the walls

And bodies no longer lie on the floor

A child cries in the distance

He has lost his only home

To the war around him

Gunfire takes the air

He is but a small voice in the distance

One of many

Their voices resound

Vibrating

A child cries in the distance

Signaling a change to the masses