Christian Child Abuse Poems

Ask me about me and I will tell you about me, ask me about me and I will satisfy your curiosity. You walk around the...

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TikTok, the new harbinger of sin, 
Trends promoting vandalism within.
Bathrooms defiled, decency abandoned, 
In the name of likes, morality to bend.

In the name of body...

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Love they spout, love they falsely declare, 
Yet their eyes betray a darkness, a glare.
A cocktail of hatred, lust, and envy, 
Craving what's not theirs,...

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In shadows deep, where childhood fears reside,
A father's wrath, a son's tormented life,
A torrent of abuse, a soul's despair,
A question lingers, heavy in the putrid...

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In the darkness of the night, in so deep
The angry voices, secrets I have to keep
Shadows dancing 'neath the wood door
For a child of four,...

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Because of myself, I am not myself.

I have broken down, limb by limb every branch in my tree.

They plead against me now.

Why isn't he being...

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Joyful jolly jigs and jests,
Jump and jive, no time to rest.
Joining hands, a joyful crew,
Joking, laughing, joy anew.

Jazzy tunes, a joyful beat,
Jingling bells, a jolly...

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Every soul must appear
In the place of judgment
In accordance with the Holy Book 
As  man is destined to die once
And thereafter comes judgment 
Before...

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Safety in Hand

The raven calls my name, 
and I am afraid to answer. 
He will know all about me, 
even if I do not know...

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The Cape

Superheroes, 
moms, dads, and those that we love, 
and we can not see... are flawed. 
They try hard to hide, their inequities... 
in order...

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End Times

When good men 
see bad things happen, 
and do nothing 
but watch... 
The world is set... 
on the road, 
directly to destruction.

Hope is put...

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I entered the ward in clerical attire,
my presence setting a young patient on fire
with fury. “You preachers who teach us about
forgiveness from God,” as she...

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When she was twelve, 
she discovered a spell 
to keep her christian mother 
from walking in her room, 
catching her reciting a spell, 
and beating...

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Every time you walk into my space, 
Everything that’s real about me,
Gets erased.
Somehow, it always ends up
My mistake—
Comatose I am,
to my own fate.
I have decades,...

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This article, in creative form (if only because of use of poetic license) has been the product of a life till age 63. It is...

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