Little Girl Poem by Anesa Smajkan

Little Girl

Rating: 5.0


Introduction: I wrote this poem that has to do with child abuse. I, myself was a victim of child abuse. I wrote this because I wanted to represent victims who died because of child abuse. I think this poem makes you stop and think about things that happen to little kids in this world. I wanted to put myself in the position of the kids who actually died all because of child abuse. I don’t know if it is good but I hope you all like it.

Poem:

Shut your mouth up and listen to what I have to say,
I’m going to take you back to that one specific, terrible day,
I know this little girl is long dead & gone,
But she must get justice… it must be done,
I can hear her telling me, I hear her voice,
I must speak out against child abuse… it’s my own choice,
So listen to the voice beyond the grave,
She is trying to help the other victims… she has so many people she wants to save,
This is for the little girl, who we hear, her voice floating in the air from heaven,
This is for the little girl, who died way back before she could have reached 11,

………

Hush, little girl, lease don’t cry,
I wish I could be there to sing you a lullaby,
I can see your arms are full of blood and that you’re bruised,
Poor child… if only you weren’t so terribly abused,
I know you scream when your Daddy is there,
Hush, little girl, I know you’re scared, I can see the way he is hurting you,
Trust me I know what it feels like… I been there, too,
I know that people ignore what is going on in your home,
That makes me angry because you shouldn’t have to be alone,
I hate how people ignore and turn off their lights,
I don’t know how anyone could sleep during the night,
It is too bad by morning, when everyone wakes up it will be 2 late,
Poor, poor girl… you have to suffer on the hands of fate,
Good thing is your surrounded in a place where people do love you,
No more hitting, pushing, or any of that stuff… instead you are free to dream and do anything you want to do,
You’re in a good place now,
Oh, how lovely and nice you were, you were a great little girl, I hope I can see you again someday and somehow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Barbara Terry 23 May 2009

This is so sad it brought tears to my eyes. While my mother never abused me, she may as well have because she sent me to an institution when I was only 12 years old, because she didn't love me. I was abused by every means possible in that institution, and then to add insult to inury that institution sent meto the state hospital where I was abused again and again and again by every possible means imaginable. I agree with you...ABUSE MUST STOP! ! ! ! ! ! ! Many children are dead because of an abusive father or mother, or both. You know it is heart wrenching just how many children suffer and die because of this abuse. It is amazing that we are required to have a license to drive a car, but we don't need one to be a parent. This poem was written from the heart and soul of one that has been there. And for that Anesa I say BRAVA! ! ! ! ! ! you are very brave for bringing this plight out for us to read and take in it's message. A 10+++++ and thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, Barbara

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