WON...

aims at breaking the silence that has shielded the evil called 'sexual abuse', with the goal of giving liberty, confidence and faith to as many that have been victims, and Christ Jesus is my foundation

Monday, 5 August 2013

I Learned to Swear by Pam Vap

I learned to swear
twenty minutes before my first child was born.
Since then, it's been a handy habit
to have around, and I expect God
to turn his head. After all,
he owes me one. It's a trick
to make babies look so good.

The truth is they leak.
And of all horrors, they grow.

They only speak whine;
they cry and complain and wipe snot
on their sleeves. They spill dinner.
They stir pasta into their milk cups
and squish spinach between their teeth.
They eat crayons and toothpaste.

They call constantly. They call
constantly. Mom. Mom. Mom. Mo-om.

They inhale money, bang down stairs,
and store dirty socks and sandwich crusts
like hidden treasures in their closets.
They lipstick walls; they swallow marbles.
They break things.

Yet, God (no doubt in his wisdom) has ordained
that these crude creatures
should sleep incognito:
gentle
quiet
warm.

I am fooled easily.

Each night as I tuck covers around them
and bend to kiss their sweet, sleepy faces,
I don't care that they used
all the silverware in the garden.

Let's fill the house with angels,
I whisper to my husband
as I slip between the sheets.



I came across this poem this morning, and the first thing that ran through my mind was "God really made children beautiful", and then i wondered, "why should men make a monster of these kids by abusing them? why should men deprive them of the confidence and freedom God blessed them with?"
Please parents, look out for your children; be sensitive to their needs and cries; never assume that they are okay. The senses and lips of kids concerning abuse are never lies. please, guard them with all you can and have, and above all, pray for them always. 


I guess i'll work towards putting down an article(s) relating to how you can tell if your kid has been abused.