tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-1983872011-04-27T03:53:27-07:00auctionA fubar user blog.DJ PADRE FuEngaged to Bewbieshttp://firstname.lastname@example.org:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-198387.11493532011-04-27T03:53:27-07:002011-04-27T03:53:27-07:00Lord Help Us<h6 class="uiStreamMessage"><span class="messageBody">Hi Lord, its me. Things are getting bad here, gas prices are too high, no jobs, food and heating cost too high. I know some have taken you out of our schools, government & even Christmas. But Lord, I'm asking you to come back and re-bless America, we really need you. Thanks Lord, I love you!<br /><br />Jesus forgive us for not stepping up for you.Let us sing it from the rooftops that we belong to Jesus Christ!</span></h6>DJ PADRE FuEngaged to Bewbieshttp://email@example.com:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-198387.9564972009-01-18T19:17:36-08:002009-01-18T19:17:36-08:00Child Abuse My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad,
What else could have made My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me.
I cant do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else im locked up All day long.
When im awake im all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe ill just get One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlies bar
I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall I try to hide From his evil eyes
Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault He suffers at work He slaps and hits me And yells at me more,
I finally get free And run to the door Hes already locked it And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken, 'Im sorry!', I scream
But its now much to late His face has been twisted Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain Again and again O please God, have mercy! O please let it end!
And he finally stops And heads for the door While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor
My name is Chris I am three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me
And you can help Sickens me to the soul,
And if you read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgivness
Because you would have to be One heartless person To not be affected By this Poem
And because U R affected, Do something about it!
IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
Pass this on tyDJ PADRE FuEngaged to Bewbieshttp://firstname.lastname@example.org