Dear Mr. Jesus,

I just had to write to you.
Something really scared me
when I saw it on the news.
A story 'bout a little girl
beaten black and blue
Jesus, thought I'd take this right to you.

Dear Mr. Jesus,
I don't understand
Why they took her mom and dad away.
I know that they don't mean to hit
with wild and angry hands.
Tell them just how big they are I pray.

Please don't let them hurt your children.
We need love and shelter from the storm.
Please don't let them hurt your children.
Won't you keep us safe and warm?

Dear Mr. Jesus,
They say that she may die.
Oh, I hope the doctors stop the pain.
I know that you could save her
and take her up to the sky
So she would never have to hurt again.

Please don't let them hurt your children.
We need love and shelter from the storm.
Please don't let them hurt your children.
Won't you keep us safe and warm?

Dear Mr. Jesus,
please tell me what to do,
And please don't tell my daddy
But my mommy hits me, too.

 

 


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