Blue Ribbon AGAINST Child Abuse; pass it on please!!

  • 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 Mommy
    Would still want to hug me.

    I can't speak at all,
    I can't do a wrong
    Or else I'm locked up
    All the day long.

    When I awake I'm all alone
    The house is dark
    My folks aren't home.

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

    Don't make a sound!
    I just heard a car
    My daddy is back
    From Charlie's Bar.

    I hear him curse
    My name he calls
    I press myself
    Against the wall.

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

    He finds me weeping
    He shouts ugly words,
    He says its my fault
    That he suffers at work.

    He slaps me and hits me
    And yells at me more,
    I finally get free
    And I run for the door.

    He's 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.

    "I'm sorry!", I scream
    But its now much too late
    His face has been twisted
    Into unimaginable hate.

    The hurt and the pain
    Again and again
    Oh please God, have mercy!
    Oh 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
    And I am but three,
    Tonight my daddy
    Murdered me.

    There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah. And you can help.

    It sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, because you would have to be one heartless person to not be affected by this email. And because you are affected, 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 pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.

    Please pass this poem on as a Blue Ribbon Against Child Abuse because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life.

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