Small child sitting there
face covered with fear
she wants to go home
but she was left all alone
and the scars on her body
there getting harder to hide
all the pain-full nights
fresh in her mind
her mothers never home
but her fathers always there
she wonders why people ask of her fear
and she crys out for help
and she crys to be free
she yells out the words
"people listen to me
I'm not all the bad
most the time i am good
and i cry every night
if you only understood
my daddy thinks I'm bad
tells mommy I'm ungood
you think she would listen to me
but she never would
and i used to sit in the corner
of my small little room
wishing i was better
wondering what i could do
i wanted daddy to love me
or maybe leave me alone
i wanted mommy to stop working
she needs to come home
now my storeys not that long
and i hope you have the time
the more pain that was coming
the longer i would hide
the tears kept flowing
hands around my neck
i cry-ed out to my daddy
do you really want me dead
and he grabed me by my shirt
and threw me out the door
i ran down the street
not wanting to go home
but i sit in this place
body covered in blood
i whisper to my daddy
what have i done"
now a light from heaven
started to shine down on the street
were that small little girl
was trying to sleep
and a heavenly voice whispered
"my child come with me"
she opened her eyes
and was suprized to see
the heavenly father whispering
and she put out her hand
she shivered in fear
he picked up the child
holding her near
and she started to cry
she knew she was not alone
as god whispered to her
"its time to go home"
Author notes
This is to all that have been hurt
Written April 7th, 2006
A contest entry
- IN REMEMBERANCE OF AHMED by frog hugger.
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I love the way you ended this. His arms are always waiting and the final understanding of what parental love is meant to be. It is our darkest shame that mortal parents can not get it right. These idiots who harm thier children will soon learn that it is how we nurture our young that we will be judged for. Our countires laws may allow these animals to continue preying on thier own young but Heavenly laws will prevail ultimatly and these children will find mercy and justice for all done to them. Not one hair will go un awnsered for.
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This is Beautifully written Good Luck in the contes
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Well I think that it needs a little improvement but your heart is in the right place.
Thank you so much for this piece. I think it's an emotional thing to think of the point of view of the child. 
Very dramatic and powerful thank you again for entering and good luck.
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Before I forget; 'Cry-ed' should be 'cried', unless there is some special significance in spelling it incorrectly? Very powerful, thank you
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He is the Almighty and wil safely tuck you when you are ready and willing to give to Him comlpetely.'This was a awesome piece my dear.
Great job and thanks for sharing with your moma.
ALways
Mum
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Avery emotional and heartfelt write dear. I would hope that you listen to your own words and know that God is the answer. Life is not all peaches and cream. In fact it really sucks most of the time, but there is one who can alleviate our suffering, that one is God, may you find Him now...Scott
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AWESOME!!!! GREATNESS TO ITS FULLEST! I think this talent is filled with lots of true emotion and it has a powerful impact on its reader. I believe that the point was well made and the purpose well intended. Thanks a bunch for this entry.
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Thank you for your entry, This is a very powerful poem with lots of emotions packed into it. Very nicely done
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Wow kid you really out done yourself with this most lily one of my favorites the emotion the flow the imagry absolutly perfect keep up the good work
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this is a very sad. especially since is something that so many will relate to.
there getting harder to hide
they're
also, you have spelled cried incorrectle in several places.
it is an excellent write nonetheless. vl
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This is sad and, but lacks freshness or concrete imagery to lift it above a personal experience or expression. There are cliches, adjectives and adverbs burdening the read. I am sure you can polish it to something even more hardhitting.
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wow this is so saddening. How are you doing babe? I havent heard from you in awhile. I hope all is well. love ya
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As a parent it saddens me to read stuff like this - you wrote this so well and I was literally in tears by the end - children deserve to be taken care of and nurtured and sometimes life is not fair. Well done
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What a very religious, yet very sad poem. Ilike the way that it seems written from a very childish perspective, it gives us insight into the speaker.
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Just wish people,especially the parents, could be more careful about their kids.
Shahrzad
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