My poem on child abuse.

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Well, I saw a topic about child abuse and decided to write something, so here goes(I've got aa lovely family, I just made this up.):

Why, Daddy, Why?

When Mommy died,

You showed me love,

You showed me warmth,

You showed me presents,

You showed me toys.

So why, Daddy, why?

It all started when I fell and hurt my knee,

You took me in and smiled at me,

You said "It's just a bruise, there's nothing I can do."

I sighed and walked to my room,

About to go to sleep.

So why, Daddy, why?

You came in a few minutes later,

A smirk on your face,

I smiled and said "Hi, Daddy!",

You just walked over to me,

You picked me up, then slammed me down on the cold hard floor,

I screamed "Ow, Daddy, that was sore!"

So why, Daddy, why?

You laughed and punched me,

Again and again, each harder than before

I was screaming Daddy, it hurt so much,

You kicked me and slapped me,

Did I do something wrong?

So why, Daddy, why?

After fifteen minutes it was over,

You walked back out again,

You left me bleeding on the floor,

My bones broken, my stomach sore,

I didn't remember after that,

just blackness all the time,

So why, daddy, why?

Now I'm up in the clouds,

With Mommy and God,

They love me now,

Just like you did,

So long ago.

So why, Daddy, why did I die?

 
Well, I saw a topic about child abuse and decided to write something, so here goes(I've got aa lovely family, I just made this up.):
Why, Daddy, Why?

When Mommy died,

You showed me love,

You showed me warmth,

You showed me presents,

You showed me toys.

So why, Daddy, why?

It all started when I fell and hurt my knee,

You took me in and smiled at me,

You said "It's just a bruise, there's nothing I can do."

I sighed and walked to my room,

About to go to sleep.

So why, Daddy, why?

You came in a few minutes later,

A smirk on your face,

I smiled and said "Hi, Daddy!",

You just walked over to me,

You picked me up, then slammed me down on the cold hard floor,

I screamed "Ow, Daddy, that was sore!"

So why, Daddy, why?

You laughed and punched me,

Again and again, each harder than before

I was screaming Daddy, it hurt so much,

You kicked me and slapped me,

Did I do something wrong?

So why, Daddy, why?

After fifteen minutes it was over,

You walked back out again,

You left me bleeding on the floor,

My bones broken, my stomach sore,

I didn't remember after that,

just blackness all the time,

So why, daddy, why?

Now I'm up in the clouds,

With Mommy and God,

They love me now,

Just like you did,

So long ago.

So why, Daddy, why did I die?
brove!! brove!! thispoem is so sad but true -_-

 
-tear- That was really sad. -_- The end really got to me about being with Mommy and God.

I hate child abusers; how could people be so cruel?!

 
I like it.

But it twas sad.

I like the ending.

It's so...touching.

 
that was so great! i luved it, ,i didnt cry, but i was on the verge. i ant even imagine some1 have to go through so much pain

 
I'm confused. Your poem makes no sense. Why would somebody's dad be so happy and love their kid, then just suddenly out of the blue beat them to death? That left me very confused. o_O

 
I'm confused. Your poem makes no sense. Why would somebody's dad be so happy and love their kid, then just suddenly out of the blue beat them to death? That left me very confused. o_O
For real.

Child abuse isn't "lolz daddys mad imma beat you to death".

 

And, juuust to let you know, don't EVER enter it in a competition. Chances are, they'll think you're being abused because kids with a happy family don't write about someone being beaten to death. :|

 
I'm confused. Your poem makes no sense. Why would somebody's dad be so happy and love their kid, then just suddenly out of the blue beat them to death? That left me very confused. o_O
Well, that's how it all is, child abuse, you could have loving, caring parents the come home and be brutally tortured because of their sadness.

 
What? No it isn't. Parents aren't just like, "Love you sweetie!! See you when you get back from school." and then when they come home the parents are gonna be like, "Well, hello there. We've been waiting for you. *beats up kids*" It just doesn't work like that.

 
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Acctually, if something happens to the parents during the time that the child is away, when the child comes back or the parent goes to them, then they could be VERY frustrated and feel like they have to beat something.

 
You sure you wrote that? I can't imagine you writing something like that :eek: it's sad though :(

EDIT: And I think this should be in seriously non tamatalk because it's sort of a mature, sensible discussion unlike my one about pie

 
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Acctually, if something happens to the parents during the time that the child is away, when the child comes back or the parent goes to them, then they could be VERY frustrated and feel like they have to beat something.
This is true. It's not like they beat you from the start.

 
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