Little Mary

Little Mary

A Poem by Hiroshi Masters

Little Mary

Mary loves to draw in class,
She wanted to have friends
To have fun in her school,
She's shy and introverted,

One day she drew a picture
A normal child would do,
The wall was wet and colored
Her teacher was furious,

Her anger is boiling,
Ready to explode and erupt
She was holding and frantic
Her face looks pale.

Her classmates starring at her
The situation grew worse,
As she was her victim
Mary was fearful in display.

The teacher had to punish her,
To give her discipline
Mary was Frightened and scared
As the teacher pulled her arm.

Mary fell to the ground,
As the teacher abused her
She pleaded to stop the beating,
But she felt no mercy for her,

She tried to push her away
The teacher choked her neck
Mary wasn't catching breath
She was praying to stay alive

She don't want the bruises
A horrible event that happened
Yet into the despair of her hell
Her teacher was a monster.

As her classmates watched
Mary was shaking and crying
Her body was purple red
While they look at her in awe.

Mary refused for a spank,
The teacher went further,
As she was suffering in bruises,
Her life was scarred to life.

Mary sobbed all the way,
All she wants is to flee,
Her attempts were a failure,
Mary was weary and weak.

Suddenly, the school bell rings
Her classmates tried to help,
She lied there desperately
As her teacher walked away.

Her pretty face is gone
All she wanted to be happy,
She didn't want that pain
Teach them the love inside.

Mary had to survive the pain
She didn't want to die,
She wanted to make friends
She was the victim of child abuse.

© 2016 Hiroshi Masters

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This is great Hiroshi! Well done.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Brother: Heartfelt poem. Sad and emotional write. Children are abused everyday. One day it shall be a thing of the past. Take heart. Well written and expressed. Keep writing!

Posted 3 Years Ago

this happens everywhere to a lot of young childen. well written. good work

Posted 3 Years Ago

a sad thing,but abuse happens every day.
and you wonder about society

Posted 3 Years Ago

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Added on September 15, 2016
Last Updated on September 15, 2016


Hiroshi Masters
Hiroshi Masters

Bulacan, Philippines

I love writing and telling stories. Because you can express yourself and let people think about what you write and maybe inspired them. It's what I wanted to do, I started writing little Journals in m.. more..


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