Little Pieces: Tales of Human Suffering

Little Pieces

It's so very hard to die in little pieces,

Not by cancer ravaged over time,

Or by bullet suffered grievous wound,

But by hateful act or cruel word,

Tiny bits of tissue rot from human bone.

It's so very hard to die in little pieces,

Not from thirst for lack of water,

Or from starvation for not a morsel to eat,

But for lack of a mother's kiss

Or for the presence of a father's love.

It's so very hard to die in little pieces,

Bruise by bruise, blow by blow,

Tissue torn, skin burned de...