Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Poem: Dear Me

Dear Me,

I think you should know,

it wasn't your fault.

You didn't do one thing wrong.

Wasn't asked for,

wasn't earned.

You were just a kid, you know?

No one listened, no one heard you.

Their silence said yes,

Your tears stained face cried NO.

Dear Me,

It's not easy being here now,

knowing what we know.

That they could have, should have

done something, anything...but

they chose nothing.

You aren't to blame, they lied.

Dear Me,

We are okay now, ya know?

They cannot hurt us,

they cannot blame us.

We know the road to freedom.

We have a voice to shout,

and we do.

Dear Me,

I love you, ya know?

Scars and rough spots.

Places that always seem sore,

that ache that doesn't fade.

I love it all because, you and me

we survived. We are alive.

Dear Me,

Want to meet me by the pond?

We'll skinny dip or dig in the sand.

want to meet me in the hammock?

We can read a book or have a nap.

It is our time now.

Let's go play like the kids




to my child shadow who is finally free