She waited too long!
Sarah’s hair is so blond,
darling hands so small.
In her cute little dress
Sarah dances along.
When Dinner is done the
bell has rung.
Slowly, slowly she wakes back
home.
Daddy drank too much again
and mama is strung out.
She knocks her milk
getting on her seat and
SMACK!
Sarah blacks out.
When she wakes she is
sore all over,
bleeding from areas she shouldn’t be.
Sarah cleans herself up
and dresses in long sleeves.
Packs her lunch and
heads to school.
Holding back her tears.
Entering class she
sits in front
taking out her books.
Mrs. Lowrey sees her
face, knowing it too well.
She asks Sarah if
she’s alright and shakes her little
head no.
“Sarah is there something you want to share?”
“My daddy hurts me
everyday and in the morning
I hurt in this place....”
She points and Lowery tries to remain
calm asking if mommy knows.
Sarah shakes her head and explains
Mama shoots up every time she falls.
Mrs. Lowery goes the steps,
but by then it is too late
and poor little Sarah is dead.
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