tiger lily of the valley

o little children of asia i hear your cries, your voices so gloom they kill the weeping willows in the eve
you cries so loud the evilest of spirits are flabbergasted in there wake
your eyes are pools of forgotten sorrows that wash away with the malodorous storms of the east
each tear that falls rapidly drops with no restraint and drops down to the ground of unforgotten dreams
O the drop drop drop, the agitating sound of your tears
little grebe that camouflages in the sea, why o why i ask are your harrow cries left unheard
we as people take the tender hearted forgranted, we devour the unimportant and cast
aside the most-valuable aspects of the world. little children i've observed you
with an intrigued eye, and i've listeneded to you with an intrigued hear but now it's time for me
to scurry away, you will forever lye in my profuse bleeding heart that bleeds the tears of
sympathy for you, little children you will be saved but now i must go where i am needed in
heaven, i leave you with my tiger lily of the valley.....
　

about: poem taken from a forgeiner that comes to china and tries to save the abuse children, she describes her agony and heartbreak for these children, she tries to save them but is defeated by the asian officals that won't allow her near the children, she tries to fight but is shot and defeated:(
　
　
　
　
　
　immix with the infamous cries of the