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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

To Her



BlackThought BlackThought

Howard College Campus

blkstrshne@ananzi.com



don't stop learning,

to what the world has to offer,

to you.take the lessons you've learnt

and continue to grow.

black queen,

you don't need no man to be strong.

be strong,

life is more precious

becoz of you.

this is to you;

the world owes you more than

what it gives you.

keep smiling,

for me,

don't you see the sunshine

within you,

your beautiful black ebony,

doesn't define who you are,

but holds the treasures,

the power,

the love,

you have.

unseen to you for now.

but will appear

to you

when you least expect it,

there it will explode,

giving you the strength

you need

to learn from your problems

away.







by ngasak (black stars do shine...)