Roly Poly

A poem from the voice of a battered child

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Roly Polly

Roly Poly

How you

Curl-up

Into a ball

In my small

Chubby hand

In self-defense

 

How I wish

I was so

Clever,

When night

Falls and

Daddy’s

Anger

Brings

Danger

To our

Warm

And

Comfy

Home

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Too many children are victims of domestic violence. I wrote this one night after volunteering at a children's shelter and seeing a child with a black eye.

Reviews

[Chelsea]

Oh I hate violence against children. It is a horrible thing, I wish that it would cease to exist.
Your poem speaks of truth, I'm glad you can stand up and say something like this!

[Jibey]

Sad and ful of the pathos of such situations... clever use of childish language

[Solidad]

This piece has a lethal innocence about it.

[Arsenic Nemesis]

Too true; some people just don't seem to care, do they? This is a wonderful poem, very deep and powerful. Really well written and structured, great job. Poor kids... I mean, they may scare me at times but no one deserves that... Amazing work, keep it up~

[Cynthia]

Oh, how sad it is! Really, lots of student is hurt cause of violence between their parents! The children are so sad, and they will soon develop a sad childhood! Your poem is so real, and I like it starting from a child's view!