Unknown Poem by John Hayes

From whence does sorrow take its cue
Or weary formless darkness due
In homage drawn from wretched musing
Such rendered inner screams confusing
Along the endless dam burst torrent
A sickly sweet caress abhorrent
Entombed hopes lie locked inside
On and on the child doth ride
Nay father mother or dearest teacher
Can ever ever deign to reach her
In floating wilderness the eye is driven
To see not out the world once given
Restless tides may ebb and rise
Holding forth the truth in guise
Not one earthly soul will witness
The beauty trapped in silent stillness
Eternal mourning for the baby rent
Her little voice in tortured lament