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 was better,
I wish I weren't’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’m awake I’m all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren't’t home.

When 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 heard 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 it’s my fault
That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for 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,
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 hate.

The hurt and the pain,
Again and Again,
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!

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

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