I Found Compassion by Vicky Ola
I learned that there’s a great divide
And some cross to the other side.
I was seven and a quarter
When they parted mum from daughter,
Separating the ‘sane’ from ‘mad’
Oblivious to love she had.
They came with their blue flashing light
And drugged her forcibly that night.
I learned that lesson. Read more