Deb M Poet Rhyme

-At The Hands Of The Untoward

How much my heart breaks for you
A victim straight out of the womb
Life dealt you a horrendous hand
One of abuse and doom

A little boy abused from two years old
Rejected …. given to another
Brutalised , lied to, blamed
A life of abuse you continued to suffer

Now an older man
Soft hearted and kind
Suffering badly from PTSD
A fragile, troubled mind

Alone with your beloved dog
Surrounded by your hoard
Doing the best you can
Damaged at the hands of the untoward 

I am glad you call me your friend
We laugh and chat for hours
Though l am shocked and saddened by your life story
At the hands of despicable evil cowards

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Terry Flood May 7, 2025 at 3:29 PM A truly tragic tale, Deb, but with you as a ray of light. They say ‘every cloud has a silver lining’ and, to this gentleman, you must be exactly that. Deb M May 10, 2025 at 5:02 AM Thankyou Terry…l am no silver lining Ha just someone who cares…..Debx

Silent One May 5, 2025 at 3:12 PM This is heartbreaking...no child should suffer this way.... Deb M May 6, 2025 at 6:47 AM Thankyou SO….Debx

Heidi Sands May 5, 2025 at 3:34 AM Very well written. So many go through this and ptsd lasts for life. I am so happy you are a friend to him. :) Deb M May 6, 2025 at 6:47 AM Thankyou sweet Heidi….l appreciate your comment….Debx

Arthur Vaso May 4, 2025 at 10:44 PM I might add there is a genocide happening right now, over 30,000 children dead, the same amount or more suffering right now, apparently very few tears here for them.

Arthur Vaso May 4, 2025 at 10:42 PM You have no idea how touching this is, I actually met someone here, years ago, abused at 3 on-wards, he passed away recently at a young age, he became my brother, I could say so much more... Deb M May 6, 2025 at 6:46 AM Thankyou so much Arthur….l am so sorry about your close friend…its just not fair! Debx

Anne Winter May 4, 2025 at 6:11 PM Dear Deb, this poem is very emotional. As a trauma survivor, it was hard for me to read this poem but every line hit me right in the heart. Beautifully written. Especially this line "A victim straight out of the womb". Best, Anne Deb M May 6, 2025 at 6:46 AM I am so sorry you suffered also Anne…l don't have the words to say how wrong it is! Thankyou for such a heartfelt honest and real comment. Sending a big cuddle you way Anne. Debx

Lin Lane May 3, 2025 at 3:16 PM You’ve been turning out some heart rending poetry, Deb. Lin Lane May 4, 2025 at 2:02 AM Yes… always, Deb. Deb M May 4, 2025 at 1:46 AM Is that a good thing Lin Ha!! Debx

Beryl Edmonds May 3, 2025 at 2:45 PM So sad Deb, no child deserves to be ill treated, it hurts to read about it. It’s very good of you to be a friend to someone who suffered abuse in childhood… Beryl Deb M May 4, 2025 at 1:45 AM Thanks so much Beryl….Debx

Jan Allison May 3, 2025 at 12:04 PM what a heartbreaking poem , I'm so glad he has your support Deb, the abuse suffered will be with him for life but he is lucky to have you to listen:-( hugs Jan xx Deb M May 4, 2025 at 1:44 AM Thanks so much Jan….glad you are back! Debx

Tom Cunningham May 3, 2025 at 10:59 AM Scarred for life by those cretins who should have protected him, the world's an evil place Deb. Tom Deb M May 4, 2025 at 1:43 AM I just cant believe what people do Tom….thanks Debx

Ink Empress May 3, 2025 at 6:54 AM Dear debx, how kind of you to be their friend, and yes its so sad and unfair how some face trauma so early and are left with nothing but haunting memories. You are such a beautiful soul! Pleasure reading this! Sending you light always Deb M May 4, 2025 at 1:42 AM Thanks sweet Ink….always a pleasure reading your comments! Debx

Anne-Lise Andresen May 3, 2025 at 6:17 AM - Anyone who experiences traumatic events will live with these terrible memories throughout their lives, horrible to carry in their "backpack"... a deeply sensitive poem, Deb - hugs Deb M May 3, 2025 at 3:40 PM Thankyou sweet Sunshine….l always appreciate your comments! Debx