Det allra käraste vi har är väl ändå våra barn och fastän så är fallet finns det många barn som lider och far illa. Den här sidan har jag gjort för att visa min avsky för våld mot alla värnlösa små barn.

Läs här dikten om lilla Sarah, ett av alla barn som oskyldigt drabbats av meningslöst våld.

   

Sarah
My name is Sarah
I am but three
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I werent ugly
Them maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me
I cant speak at all
I cant do a wrong
Or else Im locked up
All the day long
When I awake Im all alone
The house is dark
My folks arent home
When my mommy does come
Ill try and be nice
So maybe Ill get just
One whipping tonight
Dont make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlies Bar
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press my self
Against the wall
I try and Hide
From his evil eyes
Im so afraid now
Im starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more
I finally get free,
And I ran for the door.
Hes already locked it
And I start to bawl,
he takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken
And my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken.
"Im sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor
My name is Sarah
and I am but three
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.

Author of the poem unknown

   

Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know.
Please forward if You are
AGAINST CHILD ABUSE

   

Den här tragiska dikten
har jag hittat hos

   

   

Genom att adoptera denna droppe och placera den på din hemsida
visar du din sympati för alla utnyttjade barn på vår jord. Droppen
symboliserar alla jordens barnatårar som fällts i ensamhet.

Det är inte bara barn som far illa. Många djur är också utsatta för
misshandel och vanskötsel. Anette har skickat mig en gåva som
jag sätter på min viktiga sida för att visa min avsky för all våld,
både mot människor och mot djur.