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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required YELLOW BAG Is there something you want to tell me? for hours and hours your eyes mirror doubts and resentments but let it be... let it be... I truly do not care.... I am his daughter I am all he has With a vow to buy the yellow bag In a car park, he work and work so hard.. ---------------------------------------------------- Outside a store, Our eyes goofy wide As the yellow bag Gone and bought by someone My daddy beg but the man who bought Seem deaf to my daddy's plea Rather stop for a talk He pushed hard my daddy's chest While his wife beat my daddy on his head Me and the little girl having the yellow bag weep. But I wept more for I'm seeing daddy Hurt. Speechless. Helpless. We went home crying I hugged my daddy telling him It's okey if no yellow bag As long as we are together it's enough He loves me that much That when the same little girl Came and told him She knows where to find another store selling yellow bag My daddy go! Excited that finally he will buy me that yellow bag. She volunteered to help my daddy that day But somehow the cold white dressed ground Will be the culprit of my daddy's pointed crime I am at home then waiting for daddy to come home Alone, staring to the clock's running hands.. Waiting and waiting to somebody who will care to knock on the door and tell me, where my daddy is. The next day, outside The rain pouring hard Lots of camera clicking My dad handcuffed by policemen They are taking him away That day, our built dreams are swept away... I heard all the people shouting. MY DADDY A BAD MAN.. My daddy whose only love is Me. In the prison, they stomped, beat and accused him Again and again.. But he didn't fight back He kept silent. A riot broke in the prison Almost a man was a struck with a knife If my daddy didn't come in between He used himself as a shield Again an inmate start a fire My dad regardless of the warden's cruel acts He run through saving his life He save twice somebody's life Yet, still some shout: MY DADDY A BAD MAN. His death an axe to my heart His co inmates and the warden filed petitions for my dad Yet, on his trial the blind justice Those REAL BAD MAN Came to knock down my dad Scaring and threatening him Telling him lies that they too will kill me As like his daughter found lifeless with my daddy before If he denies the crime Cause of his incapability He was accused and abused My poor angelic daddy Forced to admit a crime That never in years he could have done...... ------------------------------------------------------ I am his daughter seeking justice alone and hurt, yearning for my daddy but ready to forgive- only I want to clean my daddy's name. ______________________________________________________ ***Sponsor Judy Konos Contest Name Is There Something You want to tell me ~~Placed 2nd~~ O.E.Guillermo Revised: 1:27 pm, July 06, 2015
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