Biographical Poetry posted August 6, 2022


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godfather

by Debi Pick Marquette

LITTLE me Contest Winner 
The author has placed a warning on this post for sexual content.


he was your godfather and uncle
you were his seven year old niece
while your cousins were outside playing 
he took away your childhood peace


you had done nothing to deserve this
yet he said that you were to blame 
you went in the house for some water
and came out trembling with shame

 

he threatened that if you told anyone
bad things would happen to your dad
you swore that you'd never tell
 he was the best daddy anyone had


after destroying your innocence 
and hurting you so that day
your life so young was shattered
 that little girl had gone away


your very impressionable youth
was now traumatized by fear
stunted your laughter and joy
  made your happiness disappear

 

a decade later, at seventeen 
memories stil trying to escape
 you drank for your very first time
at a party where you endured rape


  Finally you faced those demons
wasted life of anger and hate
secrets kept for too many years
 you feared that help came too late


but love of family; mostly your dad
stronger than the acts so impure
 found your faith and were born again
replaced shame for a life more secure 

 

National Child Abuse Hotline. 1-800-422-4453




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August
2022


This happened at 7 years old and the rape at 17. I kept both inside until an emotional breakdown at almost forty, when my uncle died. I finally felt safe enough to tell all, but couldn't handle what it did to my dad. It took a couple years to feel freedom of humiliation and shame but through Jesus Christ my Lord and Savior, I was freed. However I am not sure if my dad ever got over his hatred for him. My parents could tell something was wrong as I would never go back there. I told them that I was just homesick and never wanted to stay anywhere ever again.

I ask for no sympathy, as this is a bad memory that still hurts, but he will not ruin what life I have left. My life is full of blessings and love now, thanks to my faith in God!

By writing this, my hopes were to help others who may have had a similar childhood and to know they were not alone. There is always hope through honesty and faith!


I could not capitalize his title, anymore than I could satan's name
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