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and so very lost while their main goal is to confine

me to a box so my gentle heart is never seen.

 

I’m still that little girl persecuted beyond the

point of return.  Every time I’m barely out of

my box their sinfulness shoves me back inside.

 

I’m still that little girl forced into a box of

wrongful ideations so I cease to be anything

but their erroneous misconceptions of who I am.

 

I’m still holding on resolutely to my sincerest hope

that my faith will rise me up out of this painful box

to show the evil ones that I am truly a Child of God.

Little Girl In a Box

I’m still that little girl hiding in a box trying to rest
with my dirty stuffed doggy toy, tattered blanket
and ragged clothing dejected in these streets.

I’m still that little girl they judged and harmed
imposing their falsehoods and prejudice so I 
stay forever imposed in the finality of a box.

I’m still that little girl who is agonizingly shy, sad
and so very lost while their main goal is to confine
me to a box so my gentle heart is never seen.

I’m still that little girl persecuted to the point
of no return.  Every time I’m barely out of
my box their sinfulness shoves me back inside. 

I’m still that little girl forced into a box of 
wrongful ideations so I cease to be anything 
but their erroneous misconceptions of who I am.

I’m still holding on resolutely to my sincerest hope  
that my faith will rise me up out of this painful box
to show the evil ones that I am truly a Child of God.
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Cummings Avatar
December 31, 2024 at 11:15 AM
Piercing verses - may the light shine from an opened box.
Perna Avatar
December 31, 2024 at 12:32 PM
Thank you.
Buss Avatar
November 5, 2023 at 2:48 PM
I really like this poem. I'll say one thing. The box is open for you. You don't need to hide. You can shine without them..
George Avatar
September 20, 2023 at 7:09 PM
Great poem ! Many are closed and confined within a box never being let out ! This confinement is more than killing. But like the little girl in the box, if they can hopefully tide over this situation with persistence, they will be able to come out into freedom as the children of God. Quite touching!
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