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And I Cry (for the children)
by Melanie A BennettI want to cry for these children...
I want to take them in my arms and soothe them...in a motherly way...because many of their mother's are dead to them anyway...just acquaintances who happen to live under the same roof...while daddy's have their way with them...to make themselves feel good...I want to stand in front of them...and shield them from their own living hells...their own parents who know nothing about having children...their own families who are so self-absorbed they worry more about money for cigarettes and booze than food for their children. I want to protect them all...I want to save them all...but I know I can't...
So instead...I watch them leave with mommy or daddy...wide innocent eyes looking back at me...waving as they walk out of the room...returning to their hell...And I am disappointed in myself for not being able to save them...like I promised... "Don't worry...mommy won't hurt you again" "I won't let daddy touch you again." Promises I made, but I couldn't keep. I watch them walk out the door...scared to death for them and the lives they lead... And I cry
08/10/2002 Posted on 08/09/2002
Copyright © 2026 Melanie A Bennett
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Quinn Vokes on 11/13/02 at 03:05 AM i cry too. well done. sad, but well done. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 03/05/03 at 05:33 AM It is hard to see children suffer and not be
able to help. Nice poem....Charlie |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/29/06 at 04:09 AM Hi Melanie,
Great write. Yes, it is very sad. And something should be done. Hope and pray they will get the help they need. |
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