Off Topic- Blue Ribbon Post

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Hi All, I don't normally forward things, but I am

sending this Poem. It is So Very SAD! You may need a

hanky.

It hits home to me particluarly because one of our

adopted children was beat until she was unconcious

when she was only 2 years old. I just can't imagine!!!

If you are Catholic esp., perhaps you can think of and

say some extra prayers for these children at Lent this

year.

>Subject: Fwd: Blue Ribbon

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> My name is

> I am but three,

> My eyes are swollen

> I cannot see,

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> I must be stupid,

> I must be bad,

> What else could have made

> My daddy so mad?

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> I wish I were better,

> I wish I weren't ugly,

> Then maybe my Mommy

> Would still want to hug me.

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> I can't speak at all,

> I can't do a wrong

> Or else I'm locked up

> All the day long.

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> When I awake I'm all alone

> The house is dark

> My folks aren't home.

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> When my Mommy does come

> I'll try and be nice,

> So maybe I'll get just

> One whipping tonight.

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> Don't make a sound!

> I just heard a car

> My daddy is back

> From Charlie's Bar.

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> I hear him curse

> My name he calls

> I press myself

> Against the wall.

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> I try and hide

> >From his evil eyes

> I'm so afraid now

> I'm starting to cry.

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> He finds me weeping

> He shouts ugly words,

> He says its my fault

> That he suffers at work.

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> He slaps me and hits me

> And yells at me more,

> I finally get free

> And I run for the door.

> He's already locked it

> And I start to bawl,

> He takes me and throws me

> Against the hard wall.

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> I fall to the floor

> With my bones nearly broken,

> And my daddy continues

> With more bad words spoken.

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> " I'm sorry! " , I scream

> But its now much too late

> His face has been twisted

> Into unimaginable hate.

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> The hurt and the pain

> Again and again

> Oh please God, have mercy!

> Oh please let it end!

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> And he finally stops

> And heads for the door,

> While I lay there motionless

> Sprawled on the floor.

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> My name is

> And I am but three,

> Tonight my daddy

> Murdered me.

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> There are thousands of kids out there just like

. And you can

help.

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> Please pass this poem on as a Blue Ribbon Against

Child Abuse

because as

>crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly

change a life. Hey,

you

Sandrock, CNM

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Nurse-Midwife/Practitioner Intern

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