Rising From the Ashes

There’s a Child in every Woman that emerges now and then Together they reverse Time from Now to Way Back When The Child and Woman search for the Child’s place in Time When the Child not yet a Woman lived a life that didn’t rhyme Childhood barely started, cruelly faulted, abruptly halted Childhood denied, deprived and criminally assaulted. A lonely, battered Child, isolated in her fears Crying only inner tears during those long and joyless years The Child’s life fragmented and became emotionally forlorn Influencing the Woman as she was later being formed. Time heals all wounds it is written and said But memories are forever despite what’s heard or read Painful memories surface without reason or design Like road signs in reverse as the Child’s life unwinds Memories take root as the Child takes on grime A Child abused and stained An Innocent, cruelly used and shamed. The Child (now Woman) affirm each other’s core Bringing healing closer to forever, seeking forevermore Can a life so tainted, incinerated and deprived Rise from the ashes to acquire the value to revive? First Child, then Woman were determined to survive Forgiveness shared the path they tread to keep themselves alive Life shouldn’t focus on evil, they learned, or on whom to blame Life isn’t to squander as if playing a meaningless game Do not feel pity for that Child or the Woman she became Celebrate instead their survival as they celebrate the same.