Help me Daddy
I walked alone, crying still;
One cold Monday night;
I heard a footsteps beside the hill;
I turned around and felt the fright;
Two guys were holding knives;
The eyes that could kill lives;
Daddy, will they hurt me?
Tell me please, daddy.
Heart thumping, I ran;
They’re laughing, It’s was their fun;
The cold night brought me chills;
As I ran away from hill;
But daddy, they were fast;
I was tripped, and they caught me at last;
The hungry eyes that were looking at me;
I’m scared daddy, daddy help me.
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“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
-John 3:16
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Poetry"Daddy, daddy, Help me." How does being helpless feel? no one could hear you, no one cares, no one dares. I wrote this poem according to the article I read that morning. what does being Father-less feel, having a mother but never seem to care, hav...
