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Rose Juarez Poem
At the tender fetal age of six weeks old,
fingers, toes, & a heartbeat he had I've been told.
It continues to hurt so deeply & bad.
This is why I still regret & get so mad!
For a precious life I stupidly terminated,
had only I used common sense & avoided becoming impregnated.
I truly wish I could undo my wrong,
but only prayer & God help keep me strong.
For it's already been several years,
but that selfish act still brings me to tears.
Often I wonder how he would look & be...
perhaps a spitting image of me?
Obscurity, remorse, angst, & pain,
are few of many emotions that in my heart will sadly remain.
Copyright © Rose Juarez | Year Posted 2006
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Rose Juarez Poem
At the young age of five,
I remember wishing I wasn't alive.
Sadly every night I'd lay in bed awake til very late,
wondering if this too would be my fate?
Daddy would come home drunk, stumbling, & angry;
while throughout the day mom & I were left hungry.
He'd start cursing & yelling,
then eventually my mommy he'd start beating.
It was a nightly ordeal without fail,
I would foolishly pray for ""CHIPS"" to come & put daddy in jail.
Sleepy & tired I'd go to school the next day,
even too weak to join my peers for play.
I thought no one ever seemed to care,
to me life just seemed so unfair!
Luckily, daddy never hit me,
all the physical torture was for mommy.
The beatings continued until I turned thirteen,
because that's when I got the courage to intervene.
Mom & dad are no longer together,
but the tears, & emotional scars will stay within me forever.
Copyright © Rose Juarez | Year Posted 2006
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