Child Abuse Poems | Examples of Child Abuse Poetry

Betwixt the vibrant threads of a busy bazaar, A foreigner's gaze seize on a singular star, A boy with one eye, an enigma raid, Their dialogue begins, a journey to trade. "Your salesmanship shines," the foreigner inquires, "Does schooling attend...Read the rest...

I'm trapped inside a maze that's my own head I don't know if I'd rather find a way out or be dead Twists and turns, memories that burn Burn the perfect picture of someone I thought I knew I'm...Read the rest...

I see the way your body dances through the halls of our home, how dirty you are. dirty little girl. My teacher said this is not what we do. Mom tells me this is bad. They’re wrong....Read the rest...

Each day more arrivals in small inflatables escaping from troubles their homeland far away they cannot bear to stay so travel to UK a risky trip from home ...Read the rest...

BYE ERN There once was a man from Bavaria Whose actions could not be scarier In the woods where he lurked And at night where he worked It was designated as a no-go area But at heart he was a secretive...Read the rest...

Little Girl swings in the air, legs pumping, wind in hair the closest to flight she’ll ever be. freedom and fairytales whisper in her ears, telling her with each swing, she’ll be closer to the clouds. Little Girl and Little...Read the rest...

baby elephants stay with their mothers their whole lives they follow them for miles, hiding in the maternal shade of large, floppy ears, perfect for listening to their cries. so why, mom, did you leave your baby, even after...Read the rest...

I'm afraid of you I must say I'm afraid of your eyes I'm afraid of your face I'm afraid of your mouth I'm afraid of your gaze I'm afraid of you I must say. Jessica...Read the rest...

In a somber house on Maple Street, where shadows creep, Lived Lily, a child, in silence she'd weep. With every creak of the floorboards at night, She'd hold her breath, gripped by fright. Mr. Johnson, her father, a looming...Read the rest...

(Lights dim, single spotlight illuminates the speaker, dressed in simple attire. Voice starts trembling, building in intensity) Can forgiveness mend, a childhood, fractured in the dark? Where the scars are a map, etched, not just in...Read the rest...

Angry voices Bellow my full name Crystol Lynn! Do you hear me? Enter the mother and Father. Go away to another place High above the trouble and terror Isolate my childhood self Justice is only a dream, a Kind of folk story told Late at...Read the rest...

The powerful have bombs the students have voices enough is enough they say University campuses unite A map in the year of 1947 tells a story no one in the west really wants to hear thieves on stolen lands America, professional bombers Iraq, Libya,...Read the rest...

Thank you God That I’m always a student I abhor The slaughters of the babies Toddlers were killed dead Young boys and girls were shot dead Pregnant women were stabbed dead That’s terror Young men were executed Young women were raped and killed That’s horror Women...Read the rest...

It is a poem nobody wants to write, About what will never be right, About those who think they have the right, To take from a child all that is bright, And make the sun disappear out of sight. When...Read the rest...

Look up to the sky will you live or will you die? is a lottery you see we the west dropping aid pretty and adorable exploding bombs the grandest casino of war will we save you? even so not for long you will...Read the rest...