Thanks Meant To be for sharing us this poem.. It's a nice poem
"Misty"
My name is Misty
I'm only 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 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 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 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 Misty
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.
The poem above was written in 1996 by Misty Nicole Ramsey
Thanks Meant To be for sharing us this poem.. It's a nice poem
Dear,
Ment 2 be
Wonderful poem
it shows the innocence of children and Afoithm of there expression
Waiting for more
best appreciate
children is our plant .... if we give it all our care ,it will give us the fruit ..
As you give ,you will take
thanks dear Meant to be
....good choice it's really a sad poem .
What a pure tragedy! It provoked my sentiments
While I'm reading this I remembered the poor little child ( Ghosoon ) who was killed by her father after a year of
continuous torture.
Her innocent image was damaged by brutality
When the father who supposed to be the source of affectionateness become a monster, what should the child do?
Man I'm speechless! really
Meant To be
My regards
H M D
التعديل الأخير تم بواسطة HMD ; 28-01-2008 الساعة 03:39 PM
I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well. ~Alexander the Great
The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires. ~William A. Ward
touching poem
Meant To be
nice to read you
Once I read this poem , I really felt each word, and I've been thinking over and over for such child when she got no blame, being helpless , and no one could take care of her and stop a monster senseless father. I thought it's just a poem like any others, but I checked some site and found out it's written by the same child
Couldn't believe that her father treated her in brutality way and wildly
Thanks for sharing me such required and great comment, I really appreciate that dear
It's so sad
how cruel her parents are
Sorry
Parents, call them not
for that man in th poem is not a father
just a drunk man whose heart knows no mercy :(
Poor child
reminded me of CHIMNEY SWEEPER
A child whose father sold him when he was at the age of 4 or 5
Oh my goodness
It's so hard to give such ruthless people the title of parents
They simply don't deserve to have kids
They should be deprived of them
MTB
This time you were so harsh on us with your choice
عفوا ......!!
حتى صمت العالم تبدد .......!!
إلا صمتي في كل حين يتجدد .......!!
thats was so touchy
MY
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التعديل الأخير تم بواسطة Try To Reach ; 28-01-2008 الساعة 09:56 PM
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الحساب الأول وهو خاص بمادة اللغة الانجليزية
http://www.4shared.com/dir/9540021/6...7/sharing.html
الحساب الثاني وهو ايضاً مكمل للغة الانجليزية مع بعض الخلفيات
والملفات العربية الطيبة وبرنامج نور على الدرب لأبن باز رحمه الله
http://www.4shared.com/dir/20133589/...0/sharing.html
والحساب الثالث والاخير هو حساب اسلامي عام
http://www.4shared.com/dir/8109169/b...e/sharing.html
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Yep, I mean that oneDo you mean the poem that was written by William Blake
the one that starts with
When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could scarcely cry " 'weep! 'weep! 'weep!
The similarity between the two poems is that
both talk about the suffering of a child
Poor children :(
I like your literary choices Used to be....oh sorry Meant to be
(-;
it's touchy , indeed
Keep up
M.Dickens
Where flowers bloom .. So does Hope
This is so unfair I mean how could a human being do
such a thing to his/ her own flesh and blood
This kind of parents make me sick
MTB your choice of this poem is definitely unique
cause it evokes a storm of feelings, pittiness for the poor and weak child
and hatered towards the heartless parents........
Life sometimes can be unfair for such poor children may God protect them
thanks dear for sharing us this poem
it touched my feelings seriously
not every parent deserves to be a parent
some people are concentrated on themselves and don't care even to their own children
how poor such children
i wish there are some rules to protect children from family cruelity
thanks meant to be
Sister ......
Unfair has become a convention in our injustice world
so we will feel sick of it over and over as non-stop matters....
I really love such adequate comment as yours, as I keep looking forward to reading it, so thanks so much for being here...I'm grateful for that
I'm sorry all,
I had to leave .....
Uncertain time ,,, MNBA!!!
:(
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