Child Abuse Poems | Examples of Child Abuse Poetry

I was married, but to me, it wasn’t marriage. It was poverty-induced— a fate sealed by hunger and silence. I was an orphan, taken in by my mother’s brother— the uncle who accepted that I could live with him. But he was abusive, an emotional robber. He broke the seal of my womanhood when I was just into the third of the teenage years. Long story short— he...

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Oh, my, unexpected foe, “when you read my poems you wrongly judged me, and in a demeaning tone shouted, “Do you ever write poems that are not sad?” Dear disguised friend, you had me defending what I wrote bringing me back to past sadness I had long overcome causing me to second guess my triumphs. When I told you about...

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A stranger among strangers, when the poet stands apart, He poses a threat to the future. You were here; I was there, healing the world with our prayers and lyrics. This is no mere nightmare. the world that shuns a poet sends them into oblivion— just another...

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There are terms humanity uses, phrases words appear." To communicate emotions, in aim of clarity, or to help Verbally in communicating our anxiety, or sense of honour Even anger, love or fear.' Some terms are formed generically.' Yet others are forged and planned.' To strike At the spirit, heart and souls of 'right thinking women and Man' the word...

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My voice broke on the edge of breath. We stripped the bark from our ribs like trees to find no center. Blood is a language we forgot in churches. I held your absence like a flame burning under my tongue, while skin remembers the names we never spoke. I was becoming not better just closer to the fracture before the old name. And you fell into me like a glyph not carved. We did not rise we undressed....

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The dainty walk of Chinese women beyond the Wall in olden days was due to cruel and unusual punishment confined and constrained by strange customary ways victims of fashion prisoners of fad small feet were in sadly big were bad forced to wear a pair of lotus shoes very small baby steps were all they took altho' it wasn't until 1912 or so when...

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Blood of gems crosses the tides a fractured tremor of a weary river fog of marrow diluted by tremors spines chained to the edges of a coral sinking deep stones upon a shore that quivers and the body hears only a wave mute that carves....

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Britain Why did they fight for our freedom of speech? when we as a nation are afraid to speak Led by a government that’s corrupt and weak the future for our children looks dark and bleak. What’s happened to this great nation of ours? Once so powerful, now it’s us who carry the scars more concerned with...

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I levitated from the lions den I rose to the sky with a golden crown covered in emeralds and diamonds on my head Now it's time to take back what's mine ! I said with fury Another beautiful day! everything that could've killed me I overcame, I am proud to still be standing Grateful for every second and...

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Yes, you can! You can be the change the spark and the light someone’s sun on dark days. Sometimes, it doesn't take much a smile a nod a simple thank you can lead the way. So be that change. Be the reason someone smiles offer a hand when they stumble a shoulder when they break. Be the voice that speaks the truth the first to rise the one who...

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I love you both with all my heart, But Mum, you tore that love apart. You made me choose, you made me cry, While Dad was left to wonder why. You spoke of him with poisoned tongue, Bad words for ears still far too young. You painted him in shades of wrong, And made me feel I don’t belong. He wasn’t perfect, neither...

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They asked "Can you come and help us please" "You are to far, to far to see" They said " We are lost, starving. We need something to eat." "The apples don't fall far from the trees. You must come closer and see" They exclaimed "Excuse me, but they are just out of reach!" "Then get off your knees, get...

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Little feet tender and coy The streams mirror her luminescent joy Golden locks cascading down...

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it's okay... but it didn't start out that way from the time of your entry from the birth canal your clock of pain started to tick a ticking of mind pain seemingly never ending like a long winding road to hell marinated pain driven bone marrow deep, but no one could tell, 'cause you hid it well you were left on...

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A child's joy was taken at gunpoint in a long, dark tunnel on a winter night~ as clouds drifted, whispering subconscious fears, stirred by music played by demons, loosed like wildfire in a room of mirrors. A bird chirps~ as if begging the clouds not to crash on the earth... the weight of iniquities, loosened by fire, now too overwhelming for the sky...

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