Day Ninety-Six: A Trio of Undated Old Poetry

(1)

Every smile hides a tear

Every laugh smothers a cry

Never have I had such fear

As when I look in my own eyes

(2)

The young girl laughs

To hide her tears

All her hopes

And all her fears

What she sees

And what she hears

What goes on

Over the years

(3)

In this world no one is seeing

There are children that are bleeding

Is it silence that we're breeding?

Just because no one is seeing

In this world no one is seeing

There are dying people needing

This degredation are we feeding?

Just because no one is seeing