Tammy's Teddy

Flashing lights of neon blue, sirens loudly roared
Neighbours gathered in the street
Wondering if anybody saw?
Confusion as the ambulance opens wide it's doors
She's carried out under white cotton sheets
As her teddy falls to the floor

It was just another Saturday
Began much as the rest
Daddy in the garden
Drinking beer in his old stringed vest

Mom was in the kitchen
Keeping out of sight
He did'nt need an excuse
To cause a bloody fight

Tammy in her bedroom
Another drink for daddy
His mood was getting dark
It would not be much longer
Before the beatings start

He staggered to the Kitchen
Slurring as he spoke
He had a grin upon his face
But this mood was no joke

He grabbed his wife
He threw her
Her head hitting against the wall
She lost consciousness so quickly
Remembers little of what she saw

Heading to the bedroom
Cursing Tammy's name
She knew that he was coming
Froze from playing dolly games

Roughly he had grabbed her
A slap, a push, a punch
Daddy was never to be blamed
It's only cause he's drunk

Eventually it happens
They go that bit to far
Sometimes they forget
They should not leave a bruise or scar

Tammy never woke up
She was still
So pale and red
Her mother screaming chillingly
God no, my babies dead

I guess blaming there genetics
Seems an easy get out clause
If your generation beat you
Then of cause, you should beat yours

But choice and responsibility
Love care and respect
Surly they too are genetic
And as powerful as the rest

Just as transformation
From what's lost to what is found
In Regeneration of the severed soul
As faith and hope abound

Tammy's mom picked up her teddy bear
She holds it with a rose
Standing by her daughters grave
As the guilt within her grows
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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August 21, 2012 at 7:41 AM
Very sad poem. It actually makes me angry that men behave this way. Booze makes animals out of humans. Good write.
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June 24, 2010 at 11:11 AM
There are so many amazing poems written and posted everyday here at PoetrySoup. The poets here grow with each poem they write. It is a pleasure to read them and I am so happy yours is among them today Julie. Love, Carol
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