Hidden Pain

Hidden Pain Molestation of anyone, is the abomination of a depraved, sick and warped mankind, festering within the abyss of a distorted mind, perceiving experiences of life as a creation – by these perpetrators of one’s hidden pain – beyond themselves, and most, we will never find or be able to bring them to prosecution. That allows them freedom to do it again and again ! I wonder what ?, besides a life time of tears, that rain down upon every man who knows not, and has no solution for all that he does not understand, and never will, know, why there is death of what could have been a beautiful soul who, herself, does not know, why truth and love doesn’t show or why she is always destroying, when one comes to a conclusion. B. J. “A ” 2 January 23rd 2004

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Secrets Inyoureyes

Date: 8/10/2014 9:43:00 AM

Touching

Jan Allison

Date: 6/18/2014 3:08:00 PM

Oh Bill what a sad sad write and tragically abuse still continues. Hugs jan xxxx

Jan Allison
Date: 6/18/2014 4:30:00 PM

I have worked in a day nursery with children who have been abused the youngest was a girl of 4 abused by her dad - heartbreaking isn't the word Bill. My winter poem is purely written for a contest - its been beautiful and sunny on the Island today and it lightens my heart. Hugs as ever Jan xxxx

William J. Jr. Atfield
Date: 6/18/2014 4:26:00 PM

Hello Jan : Nice to see words from you, Jan, and yes “ Oh Bill what a sad sad write ” it is !!!, but what is so much sadder, is the fact that I have been involved with a number of them ( two common laws ) lovers and know many, many more who have suffered at the hands of the subjects of this poem. Unfortunately Jan, “ tragically abuse still continues. ” it does, just as it has from the beginning, when genetically, ( the missing link ) man evolved from his Cro-Magnon forefathers to become Homo Sapiens. The animal still lingers on in our thalamus and hypothalamus and some have no conscience or conscious control even if it is not nature, but nurturing . “ Winter ” at this time of year ?, burr !!! Hope all is well with and for you . B. J. “A ” 2 ( Bill . )