Creative Corner:
Poetry by Ritual Abuse Survivors

Ritual Abuse,
Ritual Crime
and Healing

Tomb Raider

TV, computers, faxes, and phones,
seducing the innocent,
right in their homes.

Animals, poetry, nature, and sleep,
refreshing our souls,
because deep calls to deep.

Cycles of circles and Mandlebrot Set,
you can't wake a dreamer,
who hasn't slept yet.

Riddles hold messages,
prisms of thought,
questions hold answers the dreamers forgot.

The mystery you're living,
is all in your head,
the secret's in knowing you're already dead.

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