Hi my name is Sarah
And I am all but three
I am writing this from my room
As my daddy is mad at me
My mummy came in an hour ago
And told me I was bad
She said daddy would be in soon
And he was very mad
The door opened and there he was
Belt in his big hand
I tried to apologize
but he just didn't understand
I knew I had been a bad girl
as I sat on my big girl bed
I had plenty of time to cry
Clutching my stuffed ted
He said I was a maggot
Not worth all the pain
He told me I was ugly
And a huge financial drain
He picked me up by the collar
And threw me at the wall
I fell in a crumpled heap
my teddy breaking my fall
He left me there all night
Broken and bent and sad
I died at three am
knowing I disappointed my dad
They buried me two days later
In a small cemetry
I am clutching my teddybear
My only true family
I never knew my mum
I never knew my dad
I knew the meaning of pain
And learnt the meaning of bad
There are other kids like me
That are beaten and sad
They need someone like you
To stop their daddy being mad
Don't pray for me
I am in gods hands
But pray for the child on earth
whose daddy doesn't understand
For little Sarah, who died at the hands of her father
