Flower Child Abuse Poems

MeanWhile?
Joe and Bill 
are on the Lolita express.
Drunk and stoned.
They are licking their lips, 
laughing,
Lifting up her little flower dress.
She’s shaking, in fear 
with tears,...

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Another shift ends. I'm dead on my feet.
Too shagged to even eat.
The word leads (inevitably) to you...
I slipped the timesheets from work today.
Another incident occurred...
Sweetie,...

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From my abuse cast by tormented darkest nights, 
My childhood danced to my stepfather's cruel delight.
By burning my finger's and using broom handles.
Abuse's tendrils wove...

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These are poems for the victims of the Nashville Covenant School shootings.


Nashville Covenant Call to Love
by Michael R. Burch

Our hearts are broken today
for our children's...

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Its looming presence alerts me 
I don't want to turn around
The sense of hate, anger and evilness that fills the room
I'm still, like I am...

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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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“Did it hurt,” I asked
Lily looked at me her expression unmasked
“Did what hurt?”
“Always having to be on the alert?”
Before she could respond, I continued, “Watching...

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There is no love
Like a child can give
There is no life 
Like a child has to live
There is no beauty
Like a child can see
There is...

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We look for responses when we should find an answer
People aren’t healing, just left with a scar
We are divided when we could stand together
Our freedom’s...

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"The Children of Gaza" Lyrics: II

These lyrics were written by Michael R. Burch and were adapted in places to the music by Michael R. Burch...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Blackberries start as white dots in a sea of thorns
The flower will fade, and a green berry will join
Protected, it will grow and be pink
Safe...

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Born from the Motherland 
Brought up from the ghetto's filthiest sand
Born with a purpose 
To soar and rise above the coarse 
A smile so divine
It...

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What did you see in me uncle?
How could you even hold me tight?
I was born just a few months ago
My tender body still didn't grow.

I...

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Your walk 
Through the wild urban path 
Under lampposts trees.
In vain you travel questioning 
The meanders of your grief.

The slimy paving 
Of a deserted gallery...

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