Neglect and Rejection

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Neglect and Rejection

Poem by: tashathomson

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Genre: Poetry

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This poem is a fictional work. None of the accounts experienced through the text are real life events. The story is based around domestic abuse within the home environment, which unfortunately, many children and teenagers now experience. No child in the world should suffer from this distraught, pulling them away from their well deserved child-hood.

Summary

This poem is a fictional work. None of the accounts experienced through the text are real life events. The story is based around domestic abuse within the home environment, which unfortunately, many children and teenagers now experience. No child in the world should suffer from this distraught, pulling them away from their well deserved child-hood.

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Submitted: June 05, 2013

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Submitted: June 05, 2013

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You took away her prospects, her dreams and her bygone youth

Eradicating her morals and beliefs, you seized her bleeding soul

Long gone was her innocence, her right to the early years of life

What could have been, she never acknowledged or knew.

 

Your words would perpetrate her deep inside

Whispering like secrets into the bottomless interior of her heart

Shadows and unkindness washing her over

Why did you despise her so?

 

You refused her screams of torment and pain

Your immoral actions inflicting damage to the organ of grief

She couldn’t turn to her anonymous friends and no other contacts existed so

Did you ever pay attention to the rare, picturesque beauty of your only offspring?

 

Was the money the purpose of her birth?

The extra £20.30 a week paid into your already scrounging account?

You manipulated her from an early age; her role to slave for your own amusement and pleasure

Yet, she is still animate and passionate as she persists to go on.

 

Since all of this, she has celebrated her eighteenth birthday

And you, although her envious parent no longer have a say

She will live in spite of you as her wretched memories remain

You hurt her, inflicting irreversible ache, almost stealing all her hope and pride

 

But she now walks on, head held high, full of jovial spirit and peace.


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