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A Cry For Help
by Errol R Anderson

Thursday, July 13, 2006
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  A CRY FOR HELP.

 

She hurt me again last night,

It's useless trying to put up a fight.

Again I cried myself to sleep,

She showed no care, even when I weep.

A friend to some, to me she was mother.

For the hurt and pain, there was no bother.

This be our secret, and I'd promise not to tell.

For fear of a beating I could not yell.

Each night I ask myself why,

When to gain her love I'd always try.

No one listens, no one cares.

For fear of what they will see and hear.

Invade my privates with objects that hurt.

Fearful of the day 'cause I'm dirt.

Nowhere to hide, no peace of mind.

Her shadow fills the room and I go blind.

This quiet does have an eerie sound.

Death, do you care how I'm found?

 

 

 

 

 

                        E. ROY ANDERSON.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                            

                  

                  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

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Reviewed by Kathy Armijo 9/14/2007
Woops, I may have written to soon - child abuse, ugly. I could go on for days on this topic, but won't. This picture is too clear to be just poetry, sounds like a truth. To put it in print, says a lot about the unheard cry of a child.

Enough,
Kathy
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