Disclaimer: Harry and the Dursley's belong to JK Rowling, the song is Harry Lies (modified to be Harry Lies) sung by Jason Michael Carroll. The song is indented.
My
little girl met a new friend,
just the other day,
on the
playground at school
between the tires and the swings
But
she came home with tear-filled eyes,
and she said to me "Daddy,
Harry lies"
Well I just brushed it off at first,
cause
I didn't know how much my little girl had been hurt
or the things
she had seen.
I wasn't ready when I said "You can tell me"
and she said…
Of what he saw of Harry, a scared friend. One who kept secrets and would to whatever it took to keep them. This is what she said to me:
Harry
lies to the classroom,
Harry lies everyday at school,
Harry
lies to the teachers
as he tries to cover every bruise
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. How could our peaceful, normal little town of Surrey harbor child abusers?
My
little girl laid her head down that night to go to sleep.
As I
stepped out the room, I heard her say a prayer so soft and sweet
"God bless my mom and my dad
and my new friend, Harry
I
know he needs you bad"
Because Harry lies to the
classroom,
Harry lies everyday at school,
Harry lies to the
teachers
as he tries to cover every bruise
I nearly cried as I heard her plea for help for her friend. Her own father wouldn't believe what she said, so she had turned to someone else, someone far greater then life itself. I went to bed that night worried about her friend Harry.
I
had the worst night of sleep in years
as I tried to think of a
way to calm her fears
I knew what it was that I had to do
I watched the Dursley household over the weekend, but I didn't see anything suspicious. They seemed like a rather normal family - the television was on, and I saw his cousin watching, so I assumed Harry was there too. I only saw him outside once. He was weeding the flowers, I did notice he was skinny, but he didn't seem unnaturally so. He looked like a perfectly normal kid in a perfectly normal house with a perfectly normal family. Maybe I was right at first; just maybe my little girl had let her imagination run away with her. Sure, the boy had bruises, but who knew what that was from? It could have just been a fight with his cousin for all I knew. It wouldn't do to jump to conclusions. My daughter was only five-going-on-six after all. How wrong I was.
but when we got to school on Monday I heard the news
My little
girl asked me why everybody looked so sad.
The lump in my throat
grew bigger
with every question that she asked.
Until I felt
the tears run down my face
and I told her that Harry wouldn't be
at school today
Cause he doesn't lie in the classroom
he
doesn't lie anymore at school
Harry lies with G-d
because
there's nothin' anyone would do.
I should have listened to my baby; I should have told her to invite him over. Maybe then I would have had the proof that I – and the courts (for surely I would have reported it) – would have needed to come to the conclusion of a badly abused child.
Tears
filled my eyes, when my little girl asked me why
Harry lies.
Daddy tell me why
Harry lies
So, I told her the story of a little boy whose family didn't love him as much as they should. I told her to never forget her friend Harry, to make sure his memory lived on forever.
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