It happens so often
a small, whimpering voice
heard in the dark
without reason or choice
With an empty stomach
a body that's bruised
no where to turn
and everything to lose
Such an innocent place
where childhood lives
is slowly taken away
by the hand that gives
A small spirit is broken
the pieces are gone
never to be replaced
but innocence goes on
Running and jumping
so happy at play
with a smile on its face
and fears hidden away
Susie Swanson
Very emotional poem!! Well written.
ReplyDeleteChildhood is such an integral part of our lives, much of it staying with us in thought through the years. What a moving source for our words.
ReplyDeleteWhat a moving poem, Suzie.
ReplyDeleteThank you all so much. It's painful to think about let alone write about, but sometimes we have to put it down on paper, the inspirstion is to strong. Thank you for your comments and visit..Susie
ReplyDelete“Child Abuse can cast a shadow that will last a lifetime.”-Herbart Ward
ReplyDeleteThe truth must be set free! Wonderful write on such a disheartening, difficult subject to talk about. We must give these children a voice. When I wrote my prose “Fragile Eyes” I felt a sense of relief.
Susie, that is so very touching - because obviously it is so real to you. That's what comes through. It's real for me, too. Not a great place, but we have overcome and come out on the other side.
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ReplyDeleteI have just read your poem it is very good and imaginative.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
This is touching and very sensitive. Childhood lays the moulding of a person's life, which determines the further shaping of his future. How sad it is that, sometimes those little flowers even before blooming are abused and injured only to live wounded forever.
ReplyDeleteHow thoughtful of you to think of such a daring issue and bring it into light.
Wonderful.
Very powerful poem, Susie. So sad that young lives are bruised in this way.
ReplyDeleteThank you Helena, I totatly agree, they need someone to speak out for them and your poem was my inspiration for writing this.
ReplyDelete@ Muddling Through, I have never been abused, thank God, but know some that has. I had to live through it some to write this,can't imagine how one must feel that's experienced it. Thank you.
@ Yvonne, glad you found the problem, I don't want to lose, you're a good friend and thanks for the comments.
@Monika, thank you so much, couldn't have said it better myself..
@ Daisy, thank you, it is very sad...Susie
Wow! What a powerful poem, Susie. This is so sad, yet a subject that needs to be addressed. You have written about abuse in such a great way.
ReplyDeleteThank you Brenda, I appreciate it so much..Susie
ReplyDeleteBut innocence goes on...isn't that just like a child...glad you had the courage to write...the photo is so indicative too...beautifully sad...
ReplyDeleteThank you Lorely..
ReplyDeleteHi Susie! I agree with Lorely, the poem is "beautifully sad". It is so deeply moving and really reaches in and touches the heart with it's truth. Delisa
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