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A Child Of Blood
by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Friday, April 04, 2003

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*This poem is about Child Abuse*


So,
This is the
House of Pain…

A place where terror rules-
What a cold dark mistress she was!
Never pleased
Unless
She heard the song of weeping
Playing all night long…

Like a echo in my soul
I hear it even now…
Muffled sobs
That terrified me…

This House of Pain
Where
Where blood flows
Like a river.

And
Pails of water,
Were always red,
Instead of clear-

Don’t smile,
Dear God,
Never laugh!
It attracts their attention…

Eyes
Swivel to focus
In on you,
Damn well better know how
To become
Invisible!

They called me,
A
Child of Blood-
And
I laughed at them…

I
Was never a child-
That
Wet sticky stuff
Is not called blood.

It is Life.

Life.
Spilled onto the floor,
Smeared on the walls.
Silly fools,
That’s what the buckets
Were for…

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Reviewed by Southern Comfort 5/29/2007
Precious, I know the pain of being unloved and unwanted, but out of the kindness of their cruel hearts you are allowed to stay! You and I are survivors, we survived childhood, we are self taught and Damn fine women! LOVE YOU! SC
Reviewed by Lewis Findley (Reader) 5/15/2007
Dear LORD This is sadder than sad. "Donny"
Reviewed by alejapoet@aol.com Bennett 3/4/2007
Your poetry gives on so m uch meaning that you have to recieve positive feedback from all that review. Thanks for sharing with me and many others here on the lovely Den.
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 12/12/2006
Starkly real and most powerful, Retta. The reader cannot help but be moved by your verses. Love and peace to you,

Regis
Reviewed by Debra Conklin 11/1/2003
Those of us who have gone through abuse, in one form or another, know the pain and horror of this crime, that you write so precisely about. This subject has been written about in many different forms by so many different people, but it is a very deep and emotional subject that, sometimes, only through our writing can we express our feelings. I have touched on child abuse in some of my writing, but tend to find myself unwilling to dig as deep as you have. So, I know how difficult this must have been to write. I admire your honesty and ability to pull no punches about it. God Bless and I wish you the best. Debbie
Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook 4/5/2003
This is strong & upsetting in its bluntness, and chilling in its candor. Bravo!
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 4/5/2003
very sad Retta!!
Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper 4/5/2003
Moved me to feel kind of. Well anyway I. I'm kind of lost on this one. True expression, kind made me sad though.
Reviewed by Christine Morell 4/5/2003
Gutwrenching to read but I'm so glad you can express this agony in your writing which is outstanding.
Chrissie x
Reviewed by Bobbi Duffy 4/4/2003
My heart weeps, Reindeer. People like you and I who have lived this hell must occasionally allow our pain to surface to make the world aware of the reality of this "shit" that happens to children. thank you for being brave enough to do it. Bobbi
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) 4/4/2003
Sad...too many children suffer. The key is to be the best you possible and forget the past. Otherwise you keep repeating it in your mind. Fill you mind with good thoughts. When I discovered that...the rest could be let go of.
Reviewed by jude forese 4/4/2003
your poetic plasma circulates throughout me... superb write!
Reviewed by Trish - The Trickster 4/4/2003
A superb write on a this topic.
Reviewed by E T Waldron 4/4/2003
how sad that we must have theses images in our minds "man's inhumaity to man" this world knows only abuse, that's why we must look above...Superb compassionate write Retta...
Reviewed by Jimmy Mills (Reader) 4/4/2003
Rein--that's something I can never bear to conceive. I just can't understand why people thrive on violent behavior. It saddens me so. Instead of being a child of blood, he or she should be a child of love. You have subjected my mind to the obscurities of the mere fact that child abuse does happen and you have successfully trapped me into the mind of the victem. Your works are truly exceptional! Thanks for sharing this wonderful piece. LC
Reviewed by Micha Julian 4/4/2003
this is frighteningly powerful, retta...
an important piece and the chill it gives, bravo to you for your courage and god, no child, no child should ever have to live this, but...(((retta))) this speaks for so many...bless you and thank you...if only the message of this would 'get through' to those who... well, just Bless YOU, Retta...Awed and Chilled...thank you,
michele
Reviewed by Marilyn Seray 4/4/2003
(((Retta))) So heartbreaking, although it's good that you can express your pain through poetry
Reviewed by Brittany Renée 4/4/2003
"the song of wheeping"... chilling. Your expression for this child is superbly written!


Warm Love
*-Brittany-*
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader) 4/4/2003
Heartbreaking.....A very needy write..Written with a very caring hand...Ty, Dani
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader) 4/4/2003
Retta bless you for writing this..children are Gods gift and should be treated as such..floria
Reviewed by William Bonilla 4/4/2003
Outstanding write...Retta,

Long ago, god knows when,
I felt that strap,
Now and then.

William
Reviewed by Tony Nerone 4/4/2003
Dear Retta, I appreciate you writing about this subject.
As always well written.


yf
tony
Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg 4/4/2003
oh.. i see you've met my family....*smile* life goes on anyway....
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