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October 22, 2003
The words can’t escape my lips
I can’t express
the single horrible enormity of it
I have no knowledge of misfortune
only words voiced by haunted souls
like the sickening caress
twisting
a manipulation of dependency
Paralyzed I stand by
unable to allay the agony
of this unthinkable calamity
If your child was in anguish
could you just stand by?
Each innocent that suffers
is the symptom of the omission
of responsibility.
>–Definitions–<
a·buse:
1. To use wrongly or improperly; misuse
2. To hurt or injure by maltreatment; ill-use.
3. To force sexual activity on; rape or molest.
4. To assail with contemptuous, coarse, or insulting words; revile.
Antonyms:
cherish, defend, help, nurture, preserve, protect, respect
Dedicated to L and R, and those who have suffered.
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agh!
you’re taking on some topics.
it conveys the message well, i think.
yeh, it does, because i’m not in a hurry to read it too much. noble poem though.
it did remind me of this song too, which is more about “war” than “abuse,” but then tell me the difference if there is one… (hope you don’t mind me posting it)
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Mothers of the Disappeared
Midnight, our sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat
In the wind we hear their laughter
In the rain we see their tears
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat
Night hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat
In the trees our sons stand naked
Through the walls our daughters cry
See their tears in the rainfall
I don’t mind at all.
All of the pain comes from the same source…people doing harm to those who have done them none. There is no difference..except perhaps that war is spoken of and abuse is often hidden.
The last line reads like a horrible, tragic episode of Sesame Street.
Well, I wasn’t going to put their whole names on there, Paul.
well said, Sholeh, I agree- people are alot more comfortable talking about war than abuse. the private nature of abuse makes each case isolated unto itself, whereas wars are massive scale; usually impossible to ignore. still, on the personal level, I think the effects of each are very similar.
interesting that as I depart LouHelen, there is a BNASAA (Baha’i Network on Addiction, Sexuality, Abuse and AIDS) Conference going on… a very important group that i think does not get the recognition or esteem it deserves.
Thatis a really heavy poem. What inspired it?
Some friends of mine.