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Ripples - a poem I've written


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I wanted to share with the FDR community a poem I've been inspired to write:

 

Ripples
 
How do parents have children and neglect them?
Allowing the world to eat them alive.
Allowing their siblings and religion to abuse them.
Planting the seeds of self doubt and attack.
Destroying their lives with the coming ripple effect.
How?
 
How do abuse survivors have such a joy for life?
Their journey quite long and disastrous at first.
Picking themselves up time and again.
Courageous enough to fight for their very lives.
Working hard to achieve true happiness.
How?
 
How do people doing so well think so small?
Made small by their abusive parents.
Made small by people who claim to care.
Made small by the prison created by those seeds.
Not willing to celebrate themselves.
How?
 
How do abused, small people find each other?
Being honest, finding happiness, followed by love.
Reverberating and building each other up.
Stopping at nothing to have it all for themselves.
Saving the world by not abusing their child.
How?
 
How do people who have the answers still get it wrong?
Taking their happiness for granted.
Mistreating those whom they love.
Sabotaging the rest of their lives.
Escalating from misplaced resentment.
How?
 
How do we make up for the damage we've caused?
The ripples that have flowed from within us.
We face what we have done, no matter the obstacles.
We share with the ones with whom we've found love.
We recognize that even big mistakes aren't permanent.
Let the last thing we destroy be the cycle of abuse itself.
That's how.
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