Dear Mr. Jesus I just had to write to you,

Something really scared me when I saw it on the news

The 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 them 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 them 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

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 them safe and warm.

I was 16 when I first heard this song on the radio and it brought back a lot of memories I would rather have forgotten. It was sung by a little girl who couldn't have been more than nine years old and you could hear the purity in her voice. Until we as a society show our politicians that we will not stand for this any more and the sentences must be tougher, we will continue to have 17 year olds stuffing newborns into garbage cans as though they were nothing more than something to disposed of.