The child of abuse remains small and abandoned,
With every hope she has ever hoped beaten from her body,
With every dream she has ever dreamed crushed beneath her abuser's fist.
She is still four, hiding in the corn field trying to be invisible,
But now she has grown too tall for the corn fields to conceal,
And hides behind a smile too inconsolable for words.
As her tragedy runs hotly down her tiny cheeks,
She raises her arms again, to the only One who has ever listened,
And she prays the prayer...she has always prayed.
Author notes
Option 1
A contest entry
- Contest for free verse poems... PW of Sept'08 allowed by Manoj Sanyal.
370 points, ended September 15, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - OCTOBER is Violence Against Women Awareness Month by DragonBlue.
2600 points, ended November 10, 2008, 44 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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"Weekend Hugs"
Oh your heartfelt write touched me very deeply. I can remember as a child praying to God not to let me be abused again my one of my horrid stepfathers sometimes I really thought he did not hear my pleas but I know now that he is the reason that I was able to live. These horried memories will always haunt those who have suffered this ill fate in life. Thanks for bring abuse to the forefront and raising awareness. I hope you were not this child in the poem if you my arms embrace you from one who has survived to another. Congrats on the Bronze.
I hope all is well with you I have missed you. I am sending bunches of hugs your way.
Hugs,
Theresa
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How very tragic and so undeniably true this write is. I am having a hard time swallowing the lump in my throat as the tears roll down my cheeks unchecked. I don't believe the person she prayed to ever heard her either, which is why she still raises her arms in terror, awaiting death to finally release her. You see, I have been that little girl too. I hope you are not, nor ever was.
Write On~
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db
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Thank you so much for understanding the little girl inside me, but I am so, so sorry...that you have one, too. If you ever feel like talking, really about anything, maybe our little girls will find comfort with each other.
BLESSINGS & JOY,
Doris
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Well penned with feelings...
Best wishes and good luck,
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Prayer, the strongest most perfect gift any of us has ever received in our lives! The corn will only grow taller when needed. She is shelter by His love and grace. Keep up the good work.
Rose
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they say what doesnt kill you makes you stronger but i dont think they ever got abused
thanxu for this
Blessed be
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I don't have any pretty words to say to you. Just that this hits home. I'm sorry...
Blessings and prayers for the pain,
Debbie
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Superb plus
A very fine write indeed. You expressed your thoughts quite well. Thanks for sharing this one with us. As far as I am concerned there is no excuse for abuse of a child; spouse, or one's siblings, and for that matter members of minority groups.
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So True!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know this first hand as I was a victim of brutal child abuse getting the crap beat out of me with extention cords and billy clubs black jacks...things police officers beat criminals with...And it really does crush your spirit and most never get that self esteem back and just like you write here hide behind an inconsolable smile.....I wrote one poem only about my abuse called "My Corner Of Hell"...if you care to read...Thanks for sharing this I am sure many can relate!!!~~Toni~~
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Amen.
So true. So true.
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