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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story...” GRAVE MISTREATMENT Yeah, Doc, it really was a long time ago But the emotional scars are still there, you know He came into my room while I was away And scattered things in complete disarray Why he chose me, I still question Perhaps just to teach others a lesson He moved me to an empty dorm It was like the calm before the storm “Welcome to Jenny Barracks”, the note he left read I'll never forget what that note said He had classified me as a female ass A degrading thing, a lowly class I spent my nights in solitude I was humiliated and treated rude Every day, he'd strip my bunk And call me names – I felt like junk Tossed aside like a filthy rag For him to torment, debase, and nag I felt it my duty to let it go on In just three weeks, I knew I'd be gone Nights dragged on in great despair Why had this man put me there Then the day of graduation came But I would never be the same I left Texas, bound for home Nights of solitude were finally gone Forty-eight years have passed on by Yet I still have nightmares and often cry To think someone could be so cruel And treat another like an utter fool Causing such hurt and emotional pain When he himself had nothing to gain Now, Doc, let me tell you this I live a life that's filled with bliss I'll not forget those days gone by But on the nights I start to cry My tears are never cried in vain Jesus Christ heals all the pain I know He hears my every plea And I thank Him for delivering me The things I told you made me sad To tell the truth, they made me mad But thank you, Doc, for listening to me Would you care for another cup of tea For contest sponsored by Brendan J. Simons This is based on a conversation between a Vietnam Vet and his psychiatrist
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