The Abuse Child Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

The Abuse Child



WHEN THE CHILD HIDES IN THE CLOSENT
HE TIRED OF BEING ABUSED
WHEN THE CHILD GETS ASK
HE CALMLY SAID HE NOT BEING ABUSED
SO YOU SEND HIM HOME
BACK TO THE CLOSENT
HE HIDE ALONE
UNTIL HE HAD ENOUGH
GETTING HIS DADDY'S GUN
GOING UPSTAIRS FIRING ONCE
NOT SURE IF HE GOT THE JOB DONE
RUNS BACK TO THE CLOSENT TO HIDE ALONE
TO THEY COME TO TAKE HIM AWAY FROM HOME

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shelby Jasmin Estrada 10 April 2009

Wow, I'm almost speechless. This poem, it kind of gets you in the heart. No child should have to go through this, but it's the way some people handle their anger and pain, by hurting others. Great Job! :)

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success