If you have a heart,read this.It is a sad poem about a three year old girl named Sara.She...Well just read it all and you'll find out.
my name is sara
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
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 ugly 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 Sara
I am only but three
That night was the night
that my own daddy
murdered me
I wanted to share this poem so I can share Sara's pain.I have no shame admitting that I cried when I read this.I thought it was so sad that I cried.I cried so much that I actually started hyper-ventalating.It was just so sad it made m emotional system crash.This young girl was murdered by her father and she was beaten.Today,child abuse is against th law but some people still do it so if you have children,love them so for you never can say what will happen you know.
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