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Poetry by Ritual Abuse Survivors

Ritual Abuse,
Ritual Crime
and Healing

 

In Memorandum of You

 

This is my my memorandum to you little boy,
I've remembered your face so well...
How they made me watch and used you to show me what would
happen if I'd tell...

I'm so sorry for the pain you endured,
at the sick hands of those beasts.
How they cut you and they stabbed you...
and caused your little life to cease.

How I wish I could have stopped it all,
and made the bad people go away..
I was small then just like you were...
Just a little longer and GOD will make them pay.

When the hour comes and you hear his voice,
and step out of your shallow grave...
I hope to be there,
that's my own choice...
I have a wish that I have made...
To see you smile and realize that they lied to us,
you see,
Your pain was never GOD's will....
Their evil wasn't meant to be.

© Tania, 10/19/93

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