With tho onslaught of news regarding sexual abuse, assault, and harassment, I find myself bouncing between three strong emotions:
(1) gratitude that victims are speaking out and being believed
(2) sadness that this acknowledgement does not end the deep pain survivors are left with regardless of media coverage.
(3) grief that countless victims of sexual trauma continue to suffer in silence.
You Are Not Alone (6 weeks of healing conversation) won't end the pain, but it will help lessen it ~
And though we are all grateful for the Me Too and Times' Up Movements, let's remember in our hearts the many who are still suffering because of the taboo surrounding sexual abuse and assault. And let's work together to break this dangerous taboo.
ME TOO WHO
How can it be a little lass of nine
Should feel such guilt and fear the threat of hell?
Too young to name her cruelty a crime
Too damaged and coerced to ever tell.
Rosy cheeked girl who works to find a way
For her sweet child to have a better life
Could not afford to lose her job that day
Besides her mother’s cousin is his wife.
The bashful boy with pimples on his face
Could run like lightening so his coach did say
This dear one’s "yes sir" followed every race
With sleepless nights and silent tears by day.
Will justice for the few forever reign
While numberless nameless know untold pain?