I woke with the
sadness of broken emotions
leading to the last lane
on a dismal highway.

Chains kissed the skin
of a child lost, absorbed
in the sins of abuse. A cold stone
replacing the beating of my innocent heart.

Circumcise me at my knees,
and I will pray…pray for you to save me..

My lord, my savor…invade my brain with
strength, as I am a survivor. Cradle me in the
wings of angels, a silenced child will
be heard…through the beauty of these words.

Lift the bondage of resistance,
resentment, the control of another.
a mother…forgiveness is a keepsake,
for God’s sake…for my sake.

Release me,
from me.

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