AN ANSWER TO A LETTER CONCERNING ABUSE
You know
Even when you don’t
At least not first hand
The knowing goes on
Nothing you can do
Can’t improve the condition of one
Who has nothing more to lose
Childhood lost
Should be enough
But then
The living with shame
As though it were hers
Tender soul and heart
Bearing wretched wounds of abuse
Hope only comes in process
Higher power, please dwell in me
Make everything right and comfortable
Although I know it never will be
The one I counsel listens
As I tell her
Other tales of woe
She answers
I will keep moving forward
No one can show the way
It’s finally up to me
Though they try to understand
I have to make it happen
Do it the best that I can
I release the “what might have been”
Knowing I only have today
Have to get through this one
With the Help for which I pray
I put my soul in His hands
He will show the way
Sometime it will get better
But it never goes away
Victim-hood,
Because of animal lust
Ruined life,
A terrible price to pay
You can destroy a body
Tarnish an intellect
Put sadness on the countenance
But a soul you’ll never dent
So put down your hammer and chisel
You will never cause her more pain
She’s put her life in better Hands
Hands with eternal reign
Stanski
January 5, 2020
Steve Haarman 