Passion Child Abuse Poems

I don't want to hurt others with this thought
But my work can hurt others besides myself

I'm spinning, I don't know what to do
Like the ocean...

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Fear of dreaming 
Is what she does 
Falling in the pit of beyond
Carrying the wait
Of the lost and forgotten 

Doesn't know how to feel
Building up...

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Friends do not laugh at me
Walking barefooted to school
It is not an option to choose
Only that they have no pride in me

Friends don't look down...

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Hurts so hard god knows the reason,
It feels like I am in the prison.

Hard to drink and gulping impossible!
Chocking on food is all that’s real.

I...

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When struggling with addiction
to uncontrolled
and biologically controlling agents
and competitive outside agencies

Earth is helpful in mentoring patience
with failures of humane self-control
to extend,
feed and water
and grow mindbody...

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Should we shed the boy and be a man?
Shoot of spirit wild -to be tamed in the tamed land.
Where is the proof that this cynical...

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Act One

This lifetime
is simply a rehearsal.

In my next gig
I will sing opera
and dance seductively
with a handsome stranger.

In my next life
I will sip margaritas
on a deserted...

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Lolita’s Conceit
 
Obsession defined
Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov
An accursed passion
Love’s true abomination.

Literary allusion
Tintinnabulation
Sounding moral oblivion 
God’s sure condemnation.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
August 18, 2018 (Double...

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Gone are those times,  if ever such times were seen
When rustic shepherds shepherd their flock on nutritive green
Shepherds now lead their sheep to calamity...

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Journey Of  Heavens Solider On Earth 
Am a Solider stranger here in town?
Walking am so lonely
Just another soldier man-without guns
Yes am really lonely

I sojourn...

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Huddled together in this abstemious grey chamber
no windows or means of escape walls closing in
trapped where the un-sanctified transactions are made 


Daunting without exit the...

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Karabo-The answer 

Is love the only pillar for striving relationship
Even if it means sacrificing your soul to the Devil
Are we materialistic in way that the...

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"Drip, drip" said the mildew-stained stone cellar walls of St. Peter's cathedral,
Where a goblet of wine dripped into a priest dressed in robes violet and...

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Are we once more reigniting this old dance mother dear?
Will we dance amongst the lies,
Try to strike the other first with venom field whips?

Once more...

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...In my country children die... 
not of war...for soiling, their pants 

...here, they're beaten, until 
they stop breathing... 

...spiritual distance... 

...the forgotten on a file......

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