Child Abuse - The Silent Epidemic In America

Child abuse is on the rise in our nation as social and economic troubles heighten tensions in families. It is a silent epidemic plaguing our youth. Untold multitudes of children are abused daily often with no one knowing but themselves and the abuser. Many children never seek help out of a sense of guilt, shame, not knowing who to turn to, fear of punishment or the fear of being judged.

The first recorded case of child abuse in our country was actually taken to the courts by the SPCA.

I find it telling that an organization for animals had to be the ones to help a child as there was no body in existence at the time to do so.

If you wish, as I do, to help stop this plague then please learn to recognize the signs of abuse. Abuse comes in many forms from physical to mental to sexual.

http://helpguide.org/mental/child_abuse_physical_emotional_sexual_neglect.htm

　

Monsters Beyond Imagining

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Monsters are made up fantasy boogiemen.

As small children we all fear them

hiding under the bed and in the closet

coming from dreams and the deep forest.

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Time inches on and a child grows in stages.

The monsters come now with much harsher rages.

The old monsters only brought with them fear

now the monsters are real, eating, bringing tears.

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Monsters that break into the house

creeping in quiet as a mouse

stealing innocence with weapons and blows

leaving a child trembling from what she knows.

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They always come back,

wait till you sleep and then attack.

Each time worse than the last

making a child grow up fast.

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A child doesn’t know, cant sort it out

and so overwhelmed decides to check out.

Pills and booze a razor on the floor

wont have to see the monster any more.

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But grace intervenes, she's not done yet.

You have to stay here no matter how bereft.

The monster eats more each dreaded time.

The child goes mad wanting a death bell to chime.

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Time marches on measured in weeks and years.

the child has come to know what she fears

and finally decides in a blinding flash of light

only she can finally stop the madness and make it right.

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In the movies the monsters must die

but then again movies they lie.

Maybe in this they are true

the only one that can save you is you.

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The child prepares to fight the beast.

Loosing the fight only means release.

Some lessons come only through strife

defeat the demon or give up her life.

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Either way the child is free

from what lessons should never be.

Weapon hid under the pillow safely away

the sorry bastard comes at first light of day

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when everyone else is gone

when little children are left alone.

When he came and pounced the last

the child was lightening fast

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sleep was no longer deep.

A guard for sound she learned to keep

even in slumber, even in dreams,

for monsters are never what they seem.

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The child defeated the monster that day

but never really got over the price paid.

Lessons learned come with a high price

you have to be willing to give up your life.

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For real monsters are not fantasy creatures

but much more dark and sinister features.

The boogie man is only a tale...

real monsters are that human, the male.

Vix

a.k.a

Rhonda Enrayne

(c)

7-14-10

2:30am

 

 

Memories

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Ghost invading like misty soldiers

always lurking in the shadows

watching, recon, waiting to strike

a soul coming apart by increments

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Armed with memories that explode

napalm on a tenuous salinity

taking the hill of controlled normality

charging ever on towards victory

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Using the secret weapons of childhood

the biting demons that come out in dreams

devouring shreds of hope and tiny bits of peace

leaving a trail of fiery hot ghastly images

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until they swarm in numbers so fierce

as to obliterate any vestige of defense.

The soul is overrun, the mind succumbs

lost in the past. Blind and afraid.

Vix

a.k.a

Rhonda Enrayne

7-14-10