your parents come home and blame you for why they cant get a better job.they beat you so many times but you still dont see how its your fault.one day they come home and go straight to your room.run timmy run! ! ! ! you run for the door but your father grabs you and slams you against the wall and lets you go and you lay there dying.timmy was a victim of child abuse.his parents didnt know how to raise kids and they were about thirty and they had five year old timmy.when timmy was put into his grave his parents had to watch from the prison using a previously recorded tape.many people morned timmy but he became a hero.after timmys death child abuse became a crime and those who abused their children were arested but now under our last three presidents we have lost track of over three hundred child abusers who were all told they couldnt have any more children but still they had more and those children have all died as well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem