This was written for me by my husband… He is such a gift!
My heart weeps for all your tears.
Your words convey your pain.
I ache to sing solace amidst your fears.
And brush away your rain.
I grieve with you each ill received.
Your voice cries out lost years.
Your plastered smile did not deceive.
I yearn to hold you near.
Your heart was buried amidst the shame.
Twas hidden among the scars.
You did not deserve an ounce of blame,
For untold lashes left to mar.
Voices maligned your every thought.
Mean words dashed your heart.
Cruel lessons were branded and severely taught,
And dark horrors did they impart.
To be raised by loathsome beasts at best,
And savage gods at worst,
I long to see your soul enjoy rest,
And all your wounds be nursed.
Each scar and tear is precious to me.
Your pain does not repel.
I chase each lingering shadow to flee,
And make the dark dispel.
Until your heart finds rest in my love,
Your head against my chest,
I’ll embrace you in mine arms my dove,
till serenity do you possess
You were punished for your sire’s sin.
Sacrificed to lust and pride.
You and your cousins given to perverse men,
While your childhood died.
You were offered up to protect their lies.
Innocence suffered mortal blows.
While they puff and guff and claim alibis,
Their children they laid low.
Their children used as human shields
Wounded youth left to die
How foolishly they abused the power they yield,
For their infants they did not even cry.
What cruelty seethes from lifeless eyes?
lips drip poison to their chins.
Injuries more upon your back now lie
you lost so they might win.
How willingly they strap you to the stake.
Your mother sheds not one tear.
Your father preaches to the mob so fake,
while they cling to his words as dear.
Vacant eyes stare as babies are sacrificed alive,
Cries rend the night.
Innocence voices are silenced by inhuman drives,
beautiful children see no more light.
The God they think they blameless serve,
will one day cast them out,
They will find the place that he reserved,
for monsters who acted devout.
God is merciful and loving and kind it’s true,
but one day time will end.
Justice will have His say and into hell will He spew,
those who did only pretend.
God saw each cut and bruise and lash,
which they willfully hid.
Their image would be fit for the trash,
if ever exposed what they did.
You were effectively silenced for many a year,
Your heart was left to die
Malevolent parents deceive all who give ear,
and you thought you were the lie.
My heart weeps for wrongs you have wearily bourne,
by callous hearts and dead eyes.
I pray I may care for the places you were savagely torn,
and weep with you while you cry.
No one deserves abuse and neglect.
least of all one so pure.
God tenderly caught each tear to collect,
forever in His arms He will assure.
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