There are millions of children being abused every year,it comes in forms such as physical abuse,emotinal abuse,neglect,sexual abuse and domestic violence and though many of us cannot even comprehend how someone could do something as evil and as sick as that to an innocent child it does happen.This is a poem I wrote for them, many people would not even touch on this subject but I believe it creates awareness and I have to admit as I was writing it my heart was pouring out for these little ones that cannot defend or protect themselves.

Poor little baby
Not a soul in the world to care
It began at two
Always living his life in fear
He was five now
A big boy or so he was told
His fathers hand across his face
No matter how big
It always felt cold
Eyes stinging with tears
A slap
A punch
A kick in the ribs
Eyes stinging with tears
Hiding in the closet
With his fears
Scared to death
Broken ribs
Blackened eye
The pain was bad
But it hurt to cry
If daddy ever found out
He still sucked his thumb
He’d be beaten so badly
His body would turn numb
Alone in the darkness
Dreaded feelings
Sinking to despair
Maybe someone
Would come to help him
He was a big boy now
Maybe someone would start to care
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Copyright © 2009 Tanya Kime-Wallace
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