Sandra Osborne

Sonnet I: Abused Little Child

Poem by Sandra Osborne

I will tell you now of a life of pain
An abused little child, thrown away. I’d
Explain all the hate, and laughter insane,
But you’d never believe a world would try,
To threaten my soul and straighten my curls
To make me love men, to make me so cold
While loving myself, one scared little girl,
While feeling so frail and feeling so old,
While feeling so wrong, while being a child,
While feeling insane, and not knowing why
While shaking from fear, while screaming wild
While wishing for death as he passes by.
And as a woman now, I feel like prey,
An abused little child and thrown away.

Comments about Sonnet I: Abused Little Child by Sandra Osborne

  • Herbert Nehrlich1 (3/1/2005 6:18:00 AM)

    Excellent Sandra. Crammed a lot into a small space. well said.

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  • Allan James Saywell (3/1/2005 4:44:00 AM)

    Very well written sandra, sad but well written

    Warm regards allan(Report)Reply

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  • Gillian.E. Shaw (3/1/2005 4:31:00 AM)

    A sad little tale truthfully told and beautifully written.(Report)Reply

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  • Deepak Amembal (3/1/2005 2:30:00 AM)

    ohhhh the pain.....excellent piece.....tragic indeed!(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 1, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 3, 2005