Face of Child Abuse



Face of Child Abuse


She often came to school each day

And spent her time alone

She really didn't mind it though

To get away from home.


Her father was so mean and cruel

She never understood

Why he treated her that way

She did the best she could.


The kids at school would often laugh

As she walked down the hall

Her clothes were old and dirty

It made her feel so small.


Her  grades were never quite the best

Yet, no one seemed to care

Another year she spent at home

Seemed more then she could bear.


Her dad was never sober

The bottle always came first

The nights that he drank whiskey

Was when he was the worst.


His temper was so violent

He knocked her to the floor

She huddled in the corner

She couldn't take much more.


Now shaking, cold and hungry

She covered her black eye

She limped into the bathroom

She wished that she could die.


She wiped away the blood and tears

That trickled down her cheek

But couldn't wipe away the pain

From words that he would speak.


She felt so low and worthless

As she lay upon her bed

The terrible things he said to her

Kept running through her head.


With no one there to even care

She quietly counted sheep

She felt somebody touch her arm

Then drifted off to sleep.


Then through the night, a glowing light

Did filter in the room

The clock upon the mantel

Said time to get up soon.


Somehow this day was different

The house was deadly still

Except for little birds that sang

Upon the window sill.


Her bedroom now was vacant

God came into the night

And took her off to heaven

To live within the Light.


No longer sad and lonely

The bruises gone away

No painful scars and memories

Just love to light the way.


Her mother's voice is calling

Her words are so subline

She said, "I have been waiting

Come home, it's suppertime."


Author/Written By:

Marilyn Ferguson









Heavenly Midis



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