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A Survivor Psalm



I have been victimized

I was in a fight that was not a fair fight

I did not ask for the fight

I lost there is no shame in loosing such fights only in winning

I have reached the stage of survivor and am no longer a slave

Of victim statis I look back with saddness rather than hate

I look forward with hope rather than despair

I may never forget but I need not constantly remember I was a victim

Now I'm a Survivor!


by Frank Ochberg, MD



Contributed by Brenda Ratiff(Flower of Hope Ministries)


           





A Little Angel


My name is Misty
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,


I must be stupid.
I must be bad,
What else could have made
Made my daddy so mad?


I wish I were better.
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.


I can't speak at all.
I can't do a wrong.
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.


When I awake
I'm all alone ,
The house is dark .
My folks aren't home.


When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.


Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.


I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.


I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.


He finds me weeping.
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.


He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.


He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.


I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.


"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.


The hurt and the pain
Again and again.
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!


And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.


My name is Misty
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me!


Author Unknown













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