Sometime in a life we must do the correct things to fix a problem.
Mother did not blink
(Abuser children and woman is not new. We must have open eyes and educate to stop the crime. Fear and pain hide in dark corners. It must come out and children/Woman must have safe places to go to be safe.)
Big sister came to me.
She was crying.
She told me Stepfather tried to touch her.
I got mad.
11 year boy anger can't do very much.
I went and told my Mother.
Mother was cooking.
I went to her.
I told her what happened.
She goes to my sister.
My Mother face is frozen.
Her eyes do not blink.
She told me to stay with sister.
She went to the kitchen.
I sat with my sister.
She is afraid.
I told her it will be OK.
I went to my Mother.
She has the tea pot on the burner.
She smiled at me..
Gave me a hug.
Kissed my forehead.
She told me to go to my room with my sister.
"If I hear a scream.
Stay in the room.
Don't come out."
She took the tea pot to my Stepfather.
We heard a scream.
The ambulance came and take my Stepfather to the hospital.
He told the police.
It was an accident.
He never tried to touch my sister again.
Mother smile.
Wrapped her arms around us.
"Whispers no-one will hurt my children."
This problem is more common than the word common. We as a society across the world tend to ignore and turn the other cheek to abuse of all types. That is how it is enabled to continue. Violence, sex, mental, physical. All of it is unacceptable, yet permitted? There is something that is, sadly, more wrong than the ones committing the crimes... us, society. Thank you for sharing such an important message, as all of your work is.
oh wow i would die for my daughter. If anyone tried to hurt her they would not be living i would do anything for my child. This poem was very inspiring.
it's so sad that such things happen, but at least this turned out to be one of the better stories. It was an interesting write though, and I can imagine this through a point of view of a small child. Nice work~
childhood memories tend to linger on for sometime. I know... This poem could easily be turned into a story. I admire your mother... there are alot of women out there that would take the word of a man over their children. Very good write:) keep us coming back for more ;)
A wonderful poem. Things like this are so common now yet so awful. I know actually lots of girls being mentally hurt by their parents and I hate it so much. Anyways, a lovely poem. Well written.
The narrative told through a child's eyes makes the heart scream. The resolution in the poem, because of the precise childlike perspective, really drives the message home. Thoroughly enjoyed this one, in all its dark meanderings...
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