Invisible that what they called her

Invisible , she is dead now, is that fair.

Everyday  the nice  lady came

She knew,  she did, she heard her use her name.

Evie is asleep her mother carelessly said

Yes Evie is asleep…..Pour Evie was dead.

Lucky was she  if she got the scraps

She was so thirsty  her lips were just chaps.

Frightened each day out of sight she hid

At school no one took notice of the things she did.

Evie  was wasting away  before everyone’s eyes

Stealing from bins, sleeping in class no  one heeding her cries.

Up in her room cowering in the dark

Storming up the stairs, again his hands leave  a mark.

Whimpering and shivering  no point to make a sound

Evie  does not want attention,praying not to be found.

The pain  from his cigarette burns make her want to cry

Cold, tired hungry this child prayed to die.


He is always tired, dozing in class  and accident  prone

His parents are the perfect couple , how is he at home.

He is so clumsy covered in cuts and bruises

Mummy only feeds him  when she chooses.

Daddy can’t stand him so he keeps out of sight

It is better that way, Mummy can’t protect him she has given up the fight.

His teacher is worried the child is so thin

Just look at those bruises, he is nothing but bone and skin.

Talk in the staffroom , what can be done

You need to be careful no one will back you if you get it wrong.

To hell with the rules she can’t stand watching this anymore

So she calls the police and the headmistress and tells them what she saw.

Visits are made every week can we see James . No he’s asleep!

Little James can hear this help , but to get down from the cupboard  is too big a leap.

James is away with his nanny you see

Having fun at the seaside, in the sun running free.

He is too tired, and too hungry to cry

He is invisible , and invisible he will die.

15 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. ksbeth
    Oct 09, 2013 @ 19:46:43

    so beautifully written and so sad.


  2. Johnny Ojanpera
    Oct 09, 2013 @ 19:58:51

    This is so sad. It makes me wonder how many kids at my girls’ school are subjected to this. Awareness is so critical with this. Thank you for posting it in the light of reality.


  3. paulaacton
    Oct 09, 2013 @ 20:02:44

    Tragically poignant, I know the stories you mean I was literally screaming at the tv the other night when a ‘friend’ of the one sentenced started defending her trying to suggest she was a victim who had needed help and the only a few days later it has been announced the creature that gave birth to Baby P is to be released after serving only four years, the world has gone mad, our so called justice system gives out the message that you can torture and murder a child and serve less time than if you rob a bank. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR Some days I want to opt out of the human race


    • willowdot21
      Oct 09, 2013 @ 20:25:28

      Yes I know what you mean , God forbid we might punish someone for abusing an innocent! I hope they suffer as much as those poor mites did. How and why would you harm a baby/toddler , for the love of God why.


  4. Poetic Passions
    Oct 09, 2013 @ 22:18:28

    So very heartfelt…


    • willowdot21
      Oct 10, 2013 @ 17:59:16

      It is so very very awful, how can people do this . One woman had a dead baby, well a child of four the size of a 6 month baby dead in a carrycot for two years…… a no show at school ….. where are the alarm bells..


  5. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words
    Oct 10, 2013 @ 01:30:58

    how are little ones invisible…
    how can no one see….and how do they sleep at night
    knowing they did nothing for the innocent….
    your words took my breath away….I have never understood how no one sees
    yes I have even turned in abuser, they are usually out before I even hear they were arrested…
    everyone turned a blind eye….every child is so special….
    I agree with Paula….
    good post Willow…so sad…so very sad …
    this is a subject within my heart…
    Thank you for posting…
    Take Care…You Matter…
    Blessed Be


    • willowdot21
      Oct 10, 2013 @ 17:56:14

      I don’t know Maryrose I cannot understand how all this can happen.How can adults attack and hurt babies and toddlers. How can social workers and health visitors even police can say we visited often but the child was invisible. Teachers at school are too afraid to speak out for fear of loosing their job or worse. OH! what are we come too.


  6. WordsFallFromMyEyes
    Oct 27, 2013 @ 22:52:50

    I was not aware of these cases, Willow, but heartbreaking they are, they are. It deeply saddens me. Well written.


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