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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 & hits me & yells at me more, I finally get free & I run for the door. he's already locked it & I start to bawl, He takes me & throws me against the hard wall. I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken, & 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 & the pain again & again oh please God, have mercy! oh please let it end! & he finally stops & heads for the door, while I lay there motionless sprawled on the floor. my name is sarah & I am but 3, tonight my daddy murdered me. There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah. You CAN help. It sickens me to my soul, & if you just read this & don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, bcoz you'd have 2b one heartless person to not b affected by this email. & because you are affected, do something about it!! all I am asking you to do is take some time to send this on & acknowledge that this stuff does happen, & that people like her dad do live in our society, & pray for child abuse to wither out & die, but also pray for the safety of our youth. Please pass this poem on as a Blue Ribbon Against Child Abuse bcoz as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know. Please forward if you are *~*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE
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 & hits me & yells at me more, I finally get free & I run for the door. he's already locked it & I start to bawl, He takes me & throws me against the hard wall. I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken, & 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 & the pain again & again oh please God, have mercy! oh please let it end! & he finally stops & heads for the door, while I lay there motionless sprawled on the floor. my name is sarah & I am but 3, tonight my daddy murdered me. There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah. You CAN help. It sickens me to my soul, & if you just read this & don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, bcoz you'd have 2b one heartless person to not b affected by this email. & because you are affected, do something about it!! all I am asking you to do is take some time to send this on & acknowledge that this stuff does happen, & that people like her dad do live in our society, & pray for child abuse to wither out & die, but also pray for the safety of our youth. Please pass this poem on as a Blue Ribbon Against Child Abuse bcoz as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know. Please forward if you are *~*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE