Daniel

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A little lad I never knew
Born to a life of hell
This busy fat world just went on
And the watchers did not tell.

You were starved of love
And rifled bins for food
Your own mother broke your arm
Then silenced you for good.

Did no one see the bruises?
Or note your half age weight?
You were tortured daily but
It was noticed when far too late.

Oh my heavens how I weep
For it always is the same 
You lived - you died - we never met
But I feel I am to blame.



Daniel Pelka, died March 2012, aged 4
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Published by Phil W Walter

Phillip Walter was born in 1944 in Harold Park, Essex. He served an apprenticeship in Engineering and in his subsequent career was a director of several companies in the plastics arena. He has travelled widely and lived in America. He is married with three children, has two dogs and now lives in Billericay.

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