Poem by John Roedel

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I  was abused from age 7 to 20. No one in my life knows except doctors/counsellors/helplines or the occasional Samaritan. I carry on every day like I'm absolutely fine. No one would ever know.   It's almost like having two lives which makes me very sad. I was...

Speak It/ No Secrets

Categories - Survivor Poems

My mother always told me to watch out for you,
Even though she doesn’t know all the tricks that you use.
She wouldn’t be amused, when I tell her that I was abused,
So I’ll speak it, I won’t keep it.
No secrets, no secrets.
Kids have the right to live without shame.
Even though you laugh and you say it’s a game.
You should be ashamed and I will tell them your name.
I’ll speak it, I won’t keep it.
No secrets, no secrets.
Because I’m a kid and I have rights
And no-one has the right to touch me where I don’t like.
Don’t talk to me about sex because it’s not in my text,
Please give me a break because I don’t want to hate.
I just want to be the very best of me,
And live my life in peace and harmony,
And make the world a better place to be.
Don’t you know that your future depends on me.
(Gwendolyn Delores Sibert)

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