William J. Jr. Atfield Poet Free verse

The Birth of Pathological Liars

The birth of pathological Liars 

Creations from within the shadows of twisted minds,
who’s passion for, planted seeds, filling it’s needs,
not for the passion of life, or for life’s journey,
but for the passion it will satisfy from the sapling, 
from its seed, so that in the future – after nine months –
it can pleasure itself  at the death of its offspring, 
the death of innocence, the death of that little soul.

To survive, to hide, to deny, comes only with lies,
lies to one’s consciousness, to one’s memory, to one’s family 
and to the rest of the world – not understanding – who sees not truth
told by the innocent – you are a liar – another assault ( abuse ).
So becoming a liar - on top of all the lies – hurts less than truth.
From the ashes of sexual abuse comes not the phoenix rising,
but the raising, the cultivating, the creating of a pathological liar !
We all have to suffer from that sexual abuse – because –
it gave birth to emotionally crippled, the pathological liars.

B. J. “A” 2
May 19th 2006

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Cordon Bittner March 12, 2015 at 3:03 PM You have planted the seed for a tree of truth with this heavy poem. Best wishes to you for stopping the cycle of abuse if this is autobiographical. Thank you. William J. Jr. Atfield March 12, 2015 at 9:20 PM Good evening Cordon Bittner : Thank you Cordon, for the visit and for your comments “ You have planted the seed for a tree of truth with this heavy poem ” Heavy it is and as for a tree, ??? The seeds came from a rain forest my Mam, and a rain forest of heart ache and emotional pain inspired my stuff. “ Best wishes to you for stopping the cycle of abuse if this is autobiographical. ”. Sad to say Cordon, that I have never found myself in a position to stop anything !!! The essence of this poem ?, the understanding, did not come from an “ autobiographical.” perspective, but from a biographical one my friend. Observing the personalities of some friends, a few of my, now ex-lovers, the mothers of my Daughters, a few acquaintances, William J. Jr. Atfield March 12, 2015 at 9:19 PM and even a couple of strangers who have lived through these atrocities and telling me their stories as well as the fact that one in two women have been molested – in one form or another – as innocent children . “ Thank you. ” no thanks necessary Gordon, it is a story that needs to see the light of day, but unfortunately, most women act out without knowing why until their late thirties, early forties before why comes to light and that is far too late !!!, for their personalities are set in stone and all of us who try to be understanding and patient or not suffer because of what they suffered and how they – subconsciously – consciously dealt with it. The title, is just one of the many defense mechanisms used by these troubled souls as they try and wade through - what they cannot recall - life . B. J. “A” 2 ( Bill . )