sarah's poem
This poem is sad but if you are one of the people that don't get abused you should be thank full and remember God is always with youSARAH'S POEM
My name is SarahI am but three,My eyes are swollenI cannot see,I must be stupidI must be bad,What else could have madeMy daddy so mad?I wish I were betterI wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommyWould still want to hug me.I can't speak at allI can't do a wrongOr else I'm locked upAll the day long.When I awake I'm all aloneThe house is darkMy folks aren't home.When my mommy does comeI'll try and be nice,So maybe I'll get justOne whipping tonight.Don't make a sound!I just heard a carMy daddy is back>From Charlie's Bar.I hear him curseMy name he callsI press myselfAgainst the wall.I try and hidefrom his evil eyesI'm so afraid nowI'm starting to cry.He finds me weepingHe shouts ugly words,He says its my faultThat he suffers at work.He slaps me and hits meAnd yells at me more,I finally get freeAnd I run for the door.He's already locked itAnd I start to bawl,He takes me and throws meAgainst the hard wall.I fall to the floorWith my bones nearly broken,And my daddy continuesWith more bad words spoken."I'm sorry!", I screamBut its now much too lateHis face has been twistedInto unimaginable hate.The hurt and the painAgain and againOh please God, have mercy!Oh please let it end!And he finally stopsAnd heads for the door,While I lay there motionlessSprawled on the floor.My name is SarahAnd I am but three,Tonight my daddyMurdered me.Every day thousands of kids just like Sarah are killed at the hands of one or both or their parents. And you can help. Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person to notbe effected by this email.BUT if you are effected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do, is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth. The young ones cannot help themselves....if you suspect a child is in danger, please do not look the other way, we can make a difference.
My name is SarahI am but three,My eyes are swollenI cannot see,I must be stupidI must be bad,What else could have madeMy daddy so mad?I wish I were betterI wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommyWould still want to hug me.I can't speak at allI can't do a wrongOr else I'm locked upAll the day long.When I awake I'm all aloneThe house is darkMy folks aren't home.When my mommy does comeI'll try and be nice,So maybe I'll get justOne whipping tonight.Don't make a sound!I just heard a carMy daddy is back>From Charlie's Bar.I hear him curseMy name he callsI press myselfAgainst the wall.I try and hidefrom his evil eyesI'm so afraid nowI'm starting to cry.He finds me weepingHe shouts ugly words,He says its my faultThat he suffers at work.He slaps me and hits meAnd yells at me more,I finally get freeAnd I run for the door.He's already locked itAnd I start to bawl,He takes me and throws meAgainst the hard wall.I fall to the floorWith my bones nearly broken,And my daddy continuesWith more bad words spoken."I'm sorry!", I screamBut its now much too lateHis face has been twistedInto unimaginable hate.The hurt and the painAgain and againOh please God, have mercy!Oh please let it end!And he finally stopsAnd heads for the door,While I lay there motionlessSprawled on the floor.My name is SarahAnd I am but three,Tonight my daddyMurdered me.Every day thousands of kids just like Sarah are killed at the hands of one or both or their parents. And you can help. Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person to notbe effected by this email.BUT if you are effected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do, is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth. The young ones cannot help themselves....if you suspect a child is in danger, please do not look the other way, we can make a difference.
