My Name Is Sarah



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 do a wrong,
I can*t speak at all,
Or else I*m locked up
All day long.


When I*m awake,
I*m all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren*t home.


When my mommy comes home,
I*ll try and be nice,
So maybe I*ll just get
One whippin 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, I try to hide
From his evil eyes.


I*m so afraid now,
I*m starting to cry.
He finds me weepin,
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 to 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,
My daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.


I*m sorry!", I scream,
But it*s now much to late.
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable hate.


This truly is a horrific sight,
As he picks me up
And throws me
Against the lampshade light.


The hurt and the pain,
Again and again.
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!


And he finally stops,
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor.


My name is Sarah,
I am but three.
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me!


Author Unknown


Please Stop Domestic Violence
Against Children!



- Tara*s Dedication -