
Carolyn, Daughter of Marie
Carolyn, Daughter of Marie
Advocating Against Domestic Violence Through Poetry
Advocating Against Domestic Violence Through Poetry
Through a Child’s Eyes (Domestic Abuse)
Daddy’s yelling
mommy’s crying,
He screams he’s doing his best
he says he’s really trying.
Times are hard
jobs are few,
He hits my mommy
now she’s black & blue.
He blames mommy
for all that isn’t right,
He comes home drunk
and wants to fight.
He yells to us
“Go to your room”,
Then he beats mommy
with a broom.
She cries and moans
in such great pain,
He beats her some more
and calls her bad names.
We are afraid
so we keep still,
He’s like a hungry lion prancing
on its kill.
He’s covered in red
as he walks out the door,
My mommy lays motionless
on the floor.
They take my mommy
and put her in the ground,
They take my daddy
and send him out of town.
I know my mommy
can’t really be gone,
So I sit & wait
for her to come back home.
They told me my mommy
has gone to Heaven,
I can’t believe she left me
for I am only seven.
Carolyn Estes