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How can a human being (and I use the word "human" very loosely) abuse another, especially when another is a defenseless child? I have serious issues when someone (allegedly human) abuses any living, breathing creature, but I especially have issues when a child is abused. I have, for quite some time, wanted to devote a page to the subject of child abuse, but the issue is too horrific, and I have put it off for much too long. However, I received an e-mail from Connie, including pictures and a heart-breaking poem, depicting this unequivocally horrific crime. I make no apologies for asserting that child abusers are sub-human monsters, whether the abuse is physical or verbal; it still leaves deep scars.  The pictures on this page are very unsettling, but I include them to partially depict the horror and tragedy of child abuse.

A big "Thank you!" to Connie, for sending the following comments, all photos and poem depicted on this page.

Sadly, I remember those days - step up and help - if you know of a child, woman, man ANYONE getting the hell knocked out of them at home, REPORT THEM!! 

Call the police if you're not sure of the abuse hotline numbers.  CALL. If you do not act to help, you are JUST as guilty. 

Some of you who read this are mandated reporters - not just on the job, but in your neighborhood, at the market, everywhere - we ALL should be of the mindset that we are all mandated by humanity, if not the threat of losing our jobs, to try to protect the ones who cannot protect themselves.


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Personal comment from the Mighty MitchMan: I dare anyone to read the following poem, "My Name Is Sarah", and claim that your eyes don't tear up, and your heart doesn't break.  It's a profound, and emotionally unsettling, poem.

My Name Is 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  weren't ugly,  
Then maybe my Mommy  
Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all,
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.

When I awake,
 I'm all alone  
The house is dark  
My folks aren't home.

When my Mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,  
So maybe I'll get just  
One whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.

I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says it's my fault  
That he suffers at work.  

He slaps me a
nd hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.  

He's 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.

'I'm 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.  

Unknown author or copyright.  Used without express permission of the author, but with the best of intentions.

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There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah.  And you can help.

It sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I  pray for your forgiveness. So all I am asking you to do is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.

Please pass this poem on as a Blue Ribbon Against Child Abuse because it could possibly change a child's life.

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