Disclaimer: This poem belongs to me. Don't steal it.

Author's note: I was looking at a picture of my cousin who was physically abused by her babysitter and this was suppose to be a poem of comfort. But it was late and it turned out wrong.

Angel Bee

Beaten and bruised
my battered little baby
Don't you cry
mommy is here
A slap for a tear
A cry for a wolf
Keep it a secret
Don't tell now
Shoosh!