Sorrow

Sorrow travels back in time. She comes to see the child. 

She sees abandonment, neglect and filth. A room devoid of humanity and dark as hell. 

She kicks a hole in the wall and the daylight floods in. 

The child is pale. Skin and bone. An emaciated animal, writhing in pain and empty of love. 

Sorrow smiles and takes on the shame and the guilt. She kisses the child and mops her brow. 

Sorrow can wear this cloak of darkness. 

The child is free.