A child cries br With woeful eyes br Painfully solitarily br Bruises unseen br Society’s head turned br Love is muddled br Games go on played br Grades attained br Superficialities make things normal br Normal is muddled br Security has no soft blanket br Ears sting br Words heard, felt, but unrepeated br Right and wrong are muddled br Choices are limited br A heart is protected br Love is muddledbr br chanda pandabr br