Fields of green <br />skies the deepest blue <br />behind white picket fences <br />lies a horrible truth <br /> <br />Homes so pretty all neat in a row <br />know one talks outside <br />protected domes <br /> <br />So much sorrow <br />so much hate <br />its pain no one should take <br /> <br />Two little girls one ten one eight <br />being raped by dad but its them mom hates <br /> <br />Off to live with grandma they will go but there problems wont fade only grow <br />fields of green <br />skies the deepest blue <br />behind white picket fences <br />lies a horrible truth<br /><br />vincent armone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-picket-fences/
