Unsaid (for the children abused in Rotherham) by andy n

So many it is said
Will be paid compensation
For the countless lies
Brushed under the carpet,

Phone calls not returned
And personal callers
Brushed away

Letters dropped in confidential waste
And meetings deleted
From diaries

Warnings ignored from youth workers
And support workers
That something was really wrong

Inquires that seemed to get
Constantly delayed
Until they are almost forgotten
By even the people
They are writing them for

And aplogises that should
Have been released years back
Than they were

Not laced in needles
And cheap booz
In the back of cars

Herded from town to town
Until they are left broken
Like torn apart rag dolls.

(Previously published in Write Out Loud)