Sense Sonnet - Acher

Ripped Apart

My 4 year old was sound asleep.
I thought that it would be okay
To leave the hotel room to keep
A lunch date down in the cafe.
I was gone an hour or so,
Then returned to the hotel room.
My child was gone - where I don't know.
But, I felt an impending doom.
Police came to investigate.
The case was reported worldwide,
But yet unknown is my child's fate.
And I am torn to shreds inside.

Anguish and guilt unreconciled,
Until God gives me back my child.