Pray
I am told to stay quiet
I am expected to hide
But how can I do that
When there's a pedophile by your child's side?
He sat there with me
Just like he does with her
Now I can't forget
All the pain, all the hurt
When I told my story
Six years after the fact
My father said I "flirted"
That I was asking for his attack
Did I make him coerce me?
Did force him into my bed?
You tell my 14 year-old self
What was going on in his 25 year-old head
Explain to me how three men called "shepherds"
Can sit across from a child and say
"You're not sorry enough to God,
And now YOU have to pay"
I abandoned God that day
I was told to "trust in God,"
That in time he'd "make things right,"
Why is it then that this rapist
Continues to sleep well at night?
Why didn't those "loving shepherds"
Call the cops that day?
I was crying and begging for help
But all they could say was "wait and pray..."
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