Innocence lost, a poignant tale unfolds,

Of a little girl's life, where a dark story molds.

Too young to grasp, why her brother withdrew,

Her tender heart ached, and her spirit she'd rue.

At just five years old, she longed for a friend,

But her brother, at ten, played his games to no end.

He chose not to play, left her yearning and sad,

Innocence shattered, her world turning bad.

She screamed, and she cried, her voice filled with despair,

But no one paid heed, they thought she'd just dare.

To disrupt their peace, for her pleasure alone,

But the truth was far darker, seeds of pain had been sown.

For the brother, a child, ten years on this Earth,

And another, a mere six, their lives filled with mirth.

The little girl's innocence, a casualty so dear,

As she was silenced by fear, and her cries no one would hear.

She dared not speak up, in the silence she'd drown,

Beaten until blood flowed, her world tumbling down.

Accused of all wrongs, by the ones she adored,

Her innocence stolen, her spirit left sore.

A five-year-old's heart, her joy and her light,

Snatched from her grasp, in the depths of the night.

She reached out for help, but what could be done?

As thirteen years passed, the pain was far from gone.

The boy who'd once hurt her, in a twisted display,

Still sought her out, in a puzzling way.

Claiming it's love, he yearned to embrace,

Yet his version of love was a dark, haunting space.

Innocence lost, she's now beyond our reach,

Her soul in the heavens, a lesson to teach.

Screaming for justice in the boundless sky,

In a world where innocence should never say goodbye.

This tale of heartache, a reminder we heed,

To protect the young ones and attend to their need.

For innocence lost, can't be easily found,

But in seeking justice and love, healing can abound.

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