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Shattered Childhood
by Louise Bannerman, CC

Tuesday, March 11, 2008
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This is a poem from, "Living with Victory After Past Mistakes." I talk about mistakes that I have done and mistakes that others have done towards me. Can also order from Amazon.


                              Shattered Childhood

Childhood should be about ice cream,  

lollipops and happy treats,

But my heart danced to a different beat.

My girl cousin committed a sin against me.


Why did this happen?

This isn't how childhood should be!

Where were my help and friends?

Not understanding this mess,

…can life just end?

My childhood left at age ten,
and by 14,
my body had a couple of men.
To me childhood
Was not really understood,
I wasn’t a child
But just a girl gone buck wild.
At age 5, I could have been dead…
During my childhood,
A shotgun was pointed to my head.
After that, seven men broke into my home,
 At age 35, I still didn't want to be alone.
All in all, childhood left a mark
On my heart…
From the very start.








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Reviewed by The Poetess 8/24/2010
I can relate....BIG time! And I'm so glad you have the courage to share your experience. I think many of us slip into denial and THINK we had great childhoods when we didn't really. You are facing yours and this is a good healing thing. I hope you keep writing it out. . . Please read my poem "Child I Used to Be" and let me know if it touches a cord.
Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle 1/21/2009
A very deep and powerful poem.I can feel the pain and emotion in it,take care

Reviewed by Kathryn Carrington 4/3/2008
Very thought provoking and real poetry. My life too has no been a bed of roses. My heart goes out to the one this poem sings about...but in this poem...the young woman...must realize that life is full of lessons and experiences..although...some of no consequence of our own...are merely events to make us stronger, wiser, more compassionate of others and solid teachers in life. May the lessons make you rich and able to give to the world more love...always remembering to reach out and help another soul.
Reviewed by Art Sun 3/13/2008
There are so many tragic events that pass through the lives of many, yours gives us the reality of truth from the perpective of exposure to heal one's own heart and soul. We can only reflect without actually feeling but with emotion of mind, respectfully your strength is your character that has brought you to be able to express and accept the past.

Art Sun...
Reviewed by Ronald Bennett 3/12/2008
Lulu, this piece really give a sense a childhood scar that's pretty deep. Someone needs to tell that child that they were not the cause of that situation and to tell the adult to stop picking that scab on that scar. Childhood is so precious, as a child you just don't understand a of things and see yourself as the cause rather than the victim. As an adult you're bitter to learn that you were a victim but a healing process is in order. It time to have your second childhood, go play. This is painful anf powerful, I know the whole story has yet to be told and I'm sure that will be in one of your books, I looking forward to reading it.
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