Abused Child

Dear Lord I pray
That you give me one more day
To be a child she will love
Instead of taking me to your wonderful home above.

Let me love be her thrill,
Instead of that little pill.
Let her hug me oh so tight
And tuck me in tonight.

Let her rage go away
Dear Lord tonight that’s all I pray.
The bruises don’t have time to heal.
It hurt so bad each time I feel.

Last week was a broken leg.
No more hurt, this I beg.
She coming now, I wonder what for.
The room grows bright from the open door.

Mommy, please not tonight.
Hug me up don’t make me fight.
To keep my life one more day
I promise not a word to say.

I love you mom, can’t you see.
Please oh please just let me be.
The swing missed
A curse she hissed

The second one will kill me I know.
Please mommy, give me time to grow
No, more pain
No more bruises to gain.

With one last blow
I feel the blood start to flow
As I start fading into the light
I hear her words “Get up and fight”.

No more pain
No more bruises to gain.
She will serve her time,
For this hideous crime.

God will hold me
And now I’m free
I live with him to eternity
No more from her will I flea.

She cries now day in and out.
For the child she will do without.
I pray one day God will forgive
Give her peace so she can live.

A life behind bars so cold,
With time to wish to hold
The child she killed
Her heart forever tear filled.