A little girl stood crying as the father beat the mother, <br />next to the girl stood her older sister, and older brother. <br />Alcohol was the demon that drove the beating hand, <br />the mother bruised, and sobbing cowards from the man. <br />Why does daddy do that thought the little girl? <br />Oh how I hate my father, he's the worst person in the world. <br />The mother now alone in the bedroom with a razor above her wrist. <br />'Please mommy don't do it, ' the youngest child did persist. <br />The father starves the mother, three days in a row, <br />the little girl hates her father, yet the father is too drunk to know. <br />Is alcohol the problem or does there exist more? <br />The little girl's answer comes from her sobbing mother lying hurt on the cold, hard floor.<br /><br />Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daddy-please-don-t-hurt-mommy/
