Creative Corner:
Poetry by Ritual Abuse SurvivorsRitual Abuse,
Ritual Crime
and Healing
Voices
Deep within the blackest recess
of the mind, the voices live
Cloaked in a foreboding darkness.
Vile and noxious they ravage
from within, in their malevolent
Pursuit to destroy the soul.
Their chides and taunts echo a
resounding strength.
Terror now all consuming,
the spirit has begun to die.
Jimma
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