Often there are those who have tormented lives. They don’t see hope. They can’t believe in good things again. This poem is coming from an abused child, who’s father abused her.
Hush little lady don’t say a word
Pappa is going to be down right disturbed.
When the night calls
He will be your downfall
And hope will be fleeting from your heart.
Hush little child you are fair game
To the adult that carries no blame
He will abuse you while others sleep
And nothing will ever peaceful keep.
Rush to whomever, tell them no lies
Ask for their pardon, watching their eyes
They won’t believe you and this is sad
For what he did do, he isn’t labeled bad.
Hush now adult that once was a child
You were once labeled and disowned
Fear not you’ll make it, if you can leave
All of that heartache, please just believe.
MwsR💔
4 thoughts on “Poem(To the tune of ” hush little baby”)”
davidjhopcroft
Sadly the power in you poem is not just the way you wrote but in the fact that such abuse is common. You dress up the abuse in nice cuddly words of pretended love, how true that can be, so many give accounts like this. Well done you for writing in this way. Thank you for using space to raise real issues, I really admire you for that 🙂
Mws R
Thank you
ladyofthelakenc
These types of adults are masterful about covering their tracks and setting up there victim to not be believed should they tell.
Mws R
True