I asked one day, if there was time, could we go fishing <br />threw you hand on your hip and said just keep on wishing. <br /> <br />Said your soaps were on and that it couldn't be missed <br />I started to cry, till I saw you balling up your fist. <br /> <br />So I turned to walk away and you yelled, come here to me <br />I stopped and turned around, as you counted to three. <br /> <br />I didn't mean to upset you, just wanted to go play <br />but you had other ideals and with that I shall pay. <br /> <br />Said you was very busy, no time for you to be free <br />in order to watch your soaps, you chained me to a tree. <br /> <br />Unlike a chained dog, he have plenty of room to run <br />with the chains around me, I guess you thought it was fun. <br /> <br />Now you had no worries, with the T V all to yourself <br />but ignored my cries for help, like you were deaf. <br /> <br />The pain you gave, with every lick from that belt <br />still lingering through my mind and can still be felt. <br /> <br />Such a heavy price to pay, for a kid to be free <br />all the pain from the beating, they still haunt me. <br /> <br />But I can never understand, the evil in you <br />I became more honest, faithful and true. <br /> <br />I didn't beat my kids, like the times when you drink <br />cause I learned to be better, by stopping to think. <br /> <br />I didn't want my kids, to have to feel all that pain <br />so I sit them down one day and tried to explain. <br /> <br />That a child needs to be punished, for the wrong that they do <br />but I promise you now, to never abuse, are beat on you.<br /><br />Tracy Rollings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wish-child-abuse/
