TEARS INTHE WATERFALL WE CAN'T SEE By Bo Jack Russo

I wrote this sometime back I hate MF's that abuse children.

A waterfall is pure
It will not tell you lies
But if a tear is shed
It cries and cries and cries
The waterfall is hurting
But no one really sees
You can not see the forest
Due to all the trees
The water just keeps coming
Cascading over rock
The ambiance enticing
There is no need to talk.
The water just keeps pushing
It’s not going to stop
If I was an ancient miner
It’s here I’d set up shop.
This mountain boasts a vision
You simply have to see
This scene will never change,
Stand through eternity.
The salmon keep on swimming
Strong against the flow
Up through the rushing water,
Ignore the ebb and flow.
The water proves a service
To all the life around
Beginning from a trickle
From A rock that’s in the ground.
Now the water changes course
Drawing from a different source.
The child doesn’t say much,
It’s not easy to see
But there is something wrong
Between the water and the tree.
He does a good job hiding
The pain that he endures
Uses his imagination
To find a heal that cures.
The water keeps on rolling
And it will always be
The child feels so helpless
And lives in misery
The waterfall keeps pouring
But it does not appear
To be that tears are flowing
Each and every year.
Why does the parent do this
Hidden deep from view
But if you lift his shirt up,
You’ll see the black and blue.
He gets his best escape
Through books and poetry
This can not last forever
And one day he’ll be free.
The rock it just keeps bringing
The water from the ground
And we don’t see what’s underneath
Only beauty all around.
The boy is now a man
And he is doing well
He kept right on going
And escaped his living Hell.
When you watch the water rippling,
Smell jasmine in the air,
Remember you just might not see
Everything that’s there.