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It is night-time and the child hides

Under the bed with the dust devils.

She holds her hand over her mouth

Found on Pinterest on 2-15-16. Despair. Domestic Violence.

Found on Pinterest on 2-15-16. Despair. Domestic Violence.

To keep from making a sound.

Her brother and sister crawl

Under the bed with her as

The darkness covers them

With a thick blanket of fear.

They hear, in the room beside them,

Voices filled with anger and rage.

She prays, “Dear God, just make it go away.”

They are held captive by terror

And fear helpless victimization

By someone  stronger than them.

They are reluctant witnesses to abuse.

The shouting stops as the blows continue.

Each hit makes an impact on their bodies

And leaves invisible scars on their souls.

They barely breathe before

Their mother screams with agony

And pleas for help, for them to rescue her.

They hear the sound of her whimpering,

Found on Pinterest on 2-15-16. Keiram B. Domestic Violence.

Found on Pinterest on 2-15-16. Keiram B. Domestic Violence.

 

Like a baby crying when hurt.

The child crawls backward on her knees.

Her sister hisses: ” Stop or he will kill you.”

Her  hands open the bedroom door.

Her mother rises from the sticky floor.

Blood flows from a cut on her mother’s head.

She pushes her mother out in to the snow.

They walk and knock on the neighbors’ doors.

But no one answers or comes with needed help.

Bloody footprints are left behind in the night..

Such an experience leaves unhealed scars

And tears that last forever in the heart..

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