Robin L. Gass Poet Pantoum

Lust and Shame

By Debbie Guzzi & Robin Gass 


He was kind, he was my friend, think again.
As to a fathers open arms, we ran. 
A child’s trust flows like sand, shatters like glass. 
Thus, exposing the naked lust of man. 

As to a fathers open arms, we ran. 
This child’s heart knew only of the good. 
Thus exposing the naked lust of man. 
Confused, her trust lay splintered where she stood. 

This child's heart knew only of the good. 
Yet naked her friend’s father eyes meet hers. 
Confused, her trust lay splintered where she stood. 
an innocent destroyed, for she felt cursed. 

Yet naked her friend’s father’s eyes meet hers. 
Friendship slain by a fathers twisted deed  
an innocent destroyed, for she felt cursed. 
As in her mind now grows, this vile scene. 

A **** at five, so shamed, so deflowered 
A child’s trust flows like sand, shatters like glass. 
No love or lovers now her soul devoured.. 
He was kind, he was my friend, think again.

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John Loving Iii October 19, 2009 at 2:31 PM How'd you two get together? this is a convicting piece i hope it stabs the guilty. jhl

Debbie Guzzi October 6, 2009 at 1:05 PM We done good gal! Light & Love

Abe Lopez October 5, 2009 at 7:45 PM this is a tough write . may love and healing heal all the children affected by such actions....

Sara Kendrick October 4, 2009 at 5:20 PM This is a topic that needs to be out there maybe through education in all areas this can stop and no more boys and girls will have to suffer. Keep writing. Sara

Doris Culverhouse October 4, 2009 at 10:40 AM painful subject, hot poems list though-congratulations.

Brian Strand September 30, 2009 at 11:59 PM Very difficult to erase such memories Robin,Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

September 30, 2009 at 5:44 PM Powerful way to convey how young lives are shattered through abuse. This happens far too often. So sad. Thank you using your creativity to forward an important message. Thank you for your kind comments. Keep on writing! Karen

Elaine George September 30, 2009 at 10:34 AM Total betrayal of trust. How many young people go through life scarred by these monsters that pretend to be a friend? Powerful writing by you two. Love, Lainie

Neva Brown September 29, 2009 at 3:10 PM Robin, thank you for your comment. I have only had time to read this poem, but I certainly am looking forward to more !! I wanted to comment on this one because, it gave me chills, it's so sad. I know someone who, unfortunately, had the experience. It broke my heart, when I found out. You have spoken for those who have had to deal with such a terrible situation. Too bad we need to hear this, but it's very important that we listen. Thanks so much. The ending line, says it all.

Carolyn Devonshire September 29, 2009 at 6:11 AM Powerful write, Robin and Deborah! How sad that this type of encounter "deflowers" so many young lives. You touched my heart with this write. I am still visiting family out of town, but had to stop by and see what you were up to. Glad I did! Love, Carolyn

Charmaine Chircop September 27, 2009 at 9:49 AM ow my deep poem very sad a reality for some,it gave me goose pimples--excellent write about lost innocency and abuse--WELL PENNED--Charma

James Fraser September 27, 2009 at 4:51 AM Sad and heartfelt poem Robin and Deborah, what doe's a father see when he looks at his daughter in this way? They should be named and shamed and be man enough to expect the unexpected. I know what i would do! Excellent piece girls >> James

Sue Mason September 26, 2009 at 8:20 PM Stark, poignant write from you two. I don't believe there is any such thing as a "slut at five". I know about child abuse and the word in the heart of my inner child feels like a slap, and a further violation of the child. I also know that it is possible to heal the shame and never be a victim again ... smile ... May all abused children find healing and peace.

John Freeman September 26, 2009 at 1:15 PM Sad story, no glory, but you can end this gory story. Back out of this cycle of curse, put it in reverse, there's love in your heart, that's your brand new start, forgive and move on, and the curse will too, the monster will receive his sow! Please go! God's love will mend even the sod's bend. Lovingly, Sincerely, John Moses Freeman.

Raul Moreno September 26, 2009 at 10:17 AM Nice work to the both of you, a sad but truthful theme that seems to happen regularly...Raul