Screaming No

Hearts in hiding
because small bodies
were never made to bear the weight
of large lascivious lusts
and enormous rage

Your eyes flashing in helpless fury
knowing all the time
knowing
this is so wrong it’s bad
it hurts too much
nothing good could ever hurt like this

No choice
no Alice in Wonderland rabbit hole
to fall down
no soft safe sanctuary

They always come
and make your world dirty
and always inside you
would be the voice
screaming No
when you couldn’t even
scratch out a whisper

I have seen you resurrected
restored
I see you now
living and loving
full and giving
and I stand beside you

I scream like thunder
in this voice I have discovered
a voice grown huge
with the strength of a million souls

I scream No
for every small one
who can’t breathe
through the nightmares

Note: This is for all victims of sexual abuse, especially three of my angels who were very small indeed when they suffered this terrible wrong.

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thanks for the poem. That wrong is so hard to deal with, sometimes, it takes your life and takes the driverseat in it. I dunno, thanks again for the poem.

I can relate to this quite well.

»»-(¯`v´¯)–> pëåcë

We all need to scream our outrage, at such awful things. Biggest hugs and love to a loving and protective heart, I don’t know what I would do if it ever happened to anyone close to me.

Off to get myslef a box of kleenex

this is too sad…

This is wonderful Cat2…..it indeed brought tears to my eyes too….there are so many young minds…hearts…souls and bodies that are victims of the unspeakable pain brought on by this terrible abuse. I cry for them all *tears* Cathie

tis very good. x.

November 6, 2001

*left speechless*

hugs you tight and once again i am left speechless

I am so speachless over this one! Love you, Angel