Unsung Lullaby

13.5x20.5 inches; Pen drawing on handmade paper with watercolour wash (Click on image to enlarge)

No one hears them weep, or rather sees their silent tears as they will themselves to sleep, to get lost in their dreams and shut out the chaos and high emotional drama playing outside the safety of their bed room door! The screams and moans become hard rock lullabies playing in a constant loop! Language crosses the barrier of decency! Such are the nights, spent in anxiety and escapism, of the rising number of children belonging to families which are defunct, abusive and riddled with domestic violence! The parents don’t notice anything because they are too busy with their egos, clashing! Their child becomes just another reason to hang on to a failed marriage, more of a curse than a gift. Fuses are running short, tempers are soaring! Compromise has become synonymous to love! I wonder, what kind of adult human beings are these children going to grow up into? Will they be able to love others? Will they grow up to be responsible and tolerant? Will they be able to build lasting bonds of family and friends? Will they ever grow up at all? Will they ever have a childhood, to begin with?