Abused Child

Little is the girl, whose alone and crying
Slowly on the inside, she is dying
Beaten badly, half starved to death
Her world's turned to ashes, nothing is left

Her parents left her without food or water
No care for their four year old daughter
Her little body pale, fragile, and weak
Dehydrated, no tears run down her cheek

Lonely and scared, she is all alone
No electricity, water or telephone
No one even knows that she exists
The torment and the agony still persist

Withdrawn into her shell, she hides
Tired and lonely, she is terrified
Three days later her parents come in
Within ten minutes, beating her again

Finally a neighbor hears her small screams
He calls 911, the savior of all her dreams
An ambulance, sheriff cars, and the police
All of them fighting for her pain to cease

With her parents in custody, whisked away
Hopeful promises of a better place to stay
In a children's home, somewhere up state
She has grown taller, and put on weight

Her case worker walked into the room
"You might have loving parents soon"
She said, kneeling down beside the girl
Another chance at a brand new world

Filled with hope, but still so afraid
Deep in thought as she played
She didn't see them walk in
Withdrawn in her shell, once again

Afraid she was too broken and bruised
knowing her history of being abused
The man walked up to her, starting to talk
Before long she handed him a building block

He walked out of the room after ten minutes
Leaving his wife still standing in it
She felt her heart leap in her chest
She just knew her husband would protest

From first sight, she claimed to girl as her own
Begging her husband to let her bring her home
She found him head in his hands, tears on his face
He cried I can't leave her in this place

Together they go to tell the child
Eyes so happy, hearts beating wild
The little girl smiles, reaching for embrace
At last there is happiness in her face