Pass this on, if you have read this! This is important. I hope this poem affects you as much as it has affected me.
My name is Sarah
I am 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 was better
I wish I weren't ugly
Then maybe my mommy
Would still wanna hug me
I can't do a wrong
I can't speak at all
Or else I'm locked up
All day long
When I wake up
I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When mommy does come home
I try to be nice
So maybe I'll get
One whipping tonight
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's bar
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his Evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words
He says it's my fault
He suffers at work
He slaps and hits me
and yells at me more
I finally get free
And run for the door
He's already locked it
I start to bawl
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
My bones nearly broken
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken
"I'm sorry," I scream
But it's much too late
His face has been twisted
Into an unimaginable shape
The hurt and pain
Again and again
Oh please God have mercy
Oh please let it end
And finally he stops
And heads for the door
While I stay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor
My name is Sarah
I am three
And tonight my daddy
Murdered me
And you can help
Sickens me to the soul
And if you read this
And don't pass it on
I pray to God for your forgiveness
Cause you could have to be
One heartless person
To not be affected by this poem
Do something about it
So I ask you two things:
Get this to the rated list so everyone can read this
AND IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE PASS THIS ON!!!!
