Friday, September 21, 2007

Words of an abused child

a poem that's been circulating the web for a few days now, concerning child abuse.i know it's not a print ad, but it still works well

child abuse!
My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,

I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mummy
Would still want to hug me.

I cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else im locked up
All day long.

When im awake im all alone
The house is dark
My folks arent home

When my mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Chariles bar.

I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall

I try to hide
From his evil eyes
Im so afraid now
I'm starting to cry

He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault
He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And run to the door
Hes already locked it
And i start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken,

"Im sorry!", I scream
But its now much to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Sarah
I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me!


Ellen, said...

These words are tearing my heart out....

Juanita La Quejica said...

Δυστυχώς θα μπορούσε να είναι και αληθινό.

dunno said...

δυστυχως τα γεγονοτα που περιγραφονται ειναι αληθινα και συμβαινουν καθημερινα