moonlight searching nightmares impotent
dogs howl to the big cheese moon
on these nights warning the stars
the innocent the protected
curl up calm in bed
in sweet sleep
unlike the molested
being abused in the moonlight
by trusted figures of authority
men fearful of impotence
inflicting horror
to compensate for inadequacy
to satiate their depravity
the sun rises
its rays refracting on the broken souls of the victims
like splintered shards of glass jars
l'aube
will always be a nightmare
for the abused
many wishing not to awake at all
destined for a life of suffering
always searching for peace
The horror of child abuse will not go away. Sadly too many perpetrators are still being protected all over the world.
ReplyDeleteSuch a carefully and powerfully written poem - one that certainly resonates and that search for peace..definitely endless and soul consuming..sadly too we can also be broken by the hands of women as well as men...the imagery chosen is poignant also..such precious things should not be tainted and all deserve to sleep sweetly, curled up..safe in their bed..
ReplyDeletewonderful words.
ReplyDeletea mindset is the key to your agenda,
ReplyDeletelovely ending.