Concrete Angel

I’ve come by a song by Martina McBride: Concrete Angel.

It is so poignant. It shows how child abuse is sometimes ignored, or how it can just get out of hand.

In Mauritius, despite having many laws for the protection of children, some are still mistreated and beaten. Right now, one case comes to mind. The father who killed his baby because the latter was crying. This is very sad indeed.

So anytime you witness any such thing, do not hesitate to stand up for these children. Be a voice for them. Protect them. I know many organisations out there stress on this but it can never be said enough!

Stop Child Abuse!

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she’s holding back
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh

The teacher wonders but she doesn’t ask
It’s hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can’t rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place

Where she’s loved

concrete angel

Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but they turn out the light
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it will be too late

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can’t rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she’s loved

concrete angel

A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot

Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can’t rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she’s loved

concrete angel

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