Stolen childhood
Did I get dropped out the sky or floated to the surface
Was I sent up in a elevator from the underground
I have never seen pictures of myself as a newborn or infant
No baby stories about baby milestones dislikes or like
Told, my cry sounded as if I had a bell on my tongue
No baby stories from parents; stories started from 18 months old
Around 5y I started visiting with dad mother and grandmother
Another girl was there around same age, she was very mischievous
Frequent visits around 6y with dad grandmother were weird and draining
Dad grandmother laid me down and spoke over me in tongue
Mother of the church is what they called her; witchcraft at its finest
Her and her daughter with church members performed rituals
Something changed; she was me and I was her (energetically)
Didn't understand reasons dad mother kept hiding my hands
I had to sit on my hands when dad grandmother had visitors
Nasty nose bleeds, nightmares and changed behaviors at home
My parents knew what was happening and downplayed it
Mom start labeling me evil; Dad was lost for words
I was a quiet shy non confrontational 5y girl, bullied by peers
Only preferred vegetables, no meat, no violence, no noise
By 9y, a outspoken meat loving bully who scared people
The next time I saw other girl she was sweet, shy, wholesome
Religious darkness is real and I have been targeted my whole life
They ally knew I was a healer, but deemed me as a demon
Paid to curse a beloved child to change the purpose to bring love
I fought those energies off for years, no help or guidance
Presently I am stronger than expected, and I physically fought alone
Spiritually my ancestors helped and I am forever grateful
A lot of perseverance; upright, feet to the ground, head held high.
Copyright © Monulita Boey | Year Posted 2024
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