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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. Copy and send this poetry and maybe most of people will become more wise !!!!!

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DRAYTH
00:18 Feb 08 2009

I was one of these kids but I am glad it never went as far I was 15 when I had enough and through my dad through a door he was trying to stab me with a knife so I broke his arm he was put in jail for a week what a joke

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greywolf13
22:37 Feb 20 2009

Its a sad thing child abuse. If people were to read this poem they would understand the severity of it.

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