This is a repost, but it's one of my favorites. I am reposting it hoping that someone out there will read this and get the help they need. I cannot shout it loud enough or often enough ...Tell Someone NOW
I cry for the little girl
Bruised and alone
Her mama hits her every day
And her Daddy's gone
Look at my grave
My soul screams from within
Tell someone NOW
Don't pay for their sin
I cry for the little boy
Who's hungry and cold
No blanket on his bed
Just a teddy bear to hold
Look at my grave
I was just like you
Tell someone NOW
You know what to do
I cry for the children
Beaten and abused
Haven't you had enough
Of being hit and used
Look at my grave
See my tortured face
Tell someone NOW
You could be in my place
Talk to a teacher
Or to a trusted friend
Stop the abuse right now
Let the hurting end
Look at my grave
I hid my bruises well
I promised in my heart
I would never tell
I hid in the darkness
Afraid of the light
Don't be like me
Stand up and fight
Tell someone NOW
You have a life to give
It's too late for me
But I want you to live
Linda,
Did not see the earlier post. Wow!
You have knocked my socks off! Yes,
everyone needs to be reminded of the
horrors of abuse and it needs to be
stopped!Thank you for this wonderful piece!
Becca Lang
yes i think i remember this one, not for sure
but this is powerful and well needed in these times
you would think by now that things would have gotten alittle better that poeple would know a little better, that they would be alittle better...another crusader for the children
for the future!!!
"Tell someone NOW
You have a life to give" yes, dear Linda! We have to tell every parent not to forget they were also children once! Every child is the youth of the world who determines the destiny of the world!cruelty to and abuse of children must be eradicated by vigilant communication and stopping it whereever it appears at the very first instance. Thank you dear Linda for your clarion call 'tell someone NOW'
None Other Than From Teacher Of What Is True Love,i.e. Compassion_
Few If Any Have Might Be You Help Save "One Lonely Soul" Of Love Purely Myth!
I Gave Up,i.e. I Write Only To Open Your Eyes To Little Children Come 1st In The Eyes Of (God)--And, How Well You Linda Portray That TRUTH...
Me,TRASK At End So Close Now Near Around Bend I Stand Tall Watching Them-Humanity Crawl In Each Others Blood (By Me, My Little Children)On Its Way To Holy Hell They Do Fall-----Spare Me No Mercy I Feel Me No Pain...
Your True Friend,TRASK
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2005
Chilly write because of its reality and I do hope the person who needs to read this, does, and takes your advice. It's very frightning to make this type of change but well worth it. People do care despite what the abuser would like you to believe, and you will be believed. Thank you Linda for caring enough to share this. I hope your message is heard.
Such a heartbreaking read but so powerfully effective. I wish that all who find themselves in these positions could read this and get help. What a compassionate heart you have. Great job.
Love Chanti
I was touched the first time I saw it Linda and I am touched again.
Thank you for opening your heart to the suffering that keeps going on. A Wonderful write from a wonderful lady.
Your old friend,
Hugs,
Felix
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2005
It's up to us, to be the voice of the youngins'
When I've wittnessed abuse of the young or old, been straight to the social, named shamed. Others then report what they've seen too.
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2005
A powerful message in this one and more children should be encouraged to tell.
Thanks for the repost and the extremely powerful reminder, Linda; and your message will never be old - at least not until this tragic abuse is finally stopped - forever.
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2005
One hell of a wake-up call for those in dire need. I just hope that those young ones who actually need to read or hear this stunning repost will, but I fear not. So, that just leaves us, the adults who read you words to make damn sure that the children DO hear it. Love this. Breaks my heart, but I love what you did here.
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Did not see the earlier post. Wow!
You have knocked my socks off! Yes,
everyone needs to be reminded of the
horrors of abuse and it needs to be
stopped!Thank you for this wonderful piece!
Becca Lang
Your compassion rings through loud in this write. I think I remember this one...
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
You really know how to get your point across
And you do it well.
William .......Peace
but this is powerful and well needed in these times
you would think by now that things would have gotten alittle better that poeple would know a little better, that they would be alittle better...another crusader for the children
for the future!!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :( >tears <
You have a life to give" yes, dear Linda! We have to tell every parent not to forget they were also children once! Every child is the youth of the world who determines the destiny of the world!cruelty to and abuse of children must be eradicated by vigilant communication and stopping it whereever it appears at the very first instance. Thank you dear Linda for your clarion call 'tell someone NOW'
Few If Any Have Might Be You Help Save "One Lonely Soul" Of Love Purely Myth!
I Gave Up,i.e. I Write Only To Open Your Eyes To Little Children Come 1st In The Eyes Of (God)--And, How Well You Linda Portray That TRUTH...
Me,TRASK At End So Close Now Near Around Bend I Stand Tall Watching Them-Humanity Crawl In Each Others Blood (By Me, My Little Children)On Its Way To Holy Hell They Do Fall-----Spare Me No Mercy I Feel Me No Pain...
Your True Friend,TRASK
Love Chanti
Love Tinka
Thank you for opening your heart to the suffering that keeps going on. A Wonderful write from a wonderful lady.
Your old friend,
Hugs,
Felix
When I've wittnessed abuse of the young or old, been straight to the social, named shamed. Others then report what they've seen too.
Thanks for the repost and the extremely powerful reminder, Linda; and your message will never be old - at least not until this tragic abuse is finally stopped - forever.