You are dying in your sin,
unconfessed, unacknowledged,
refusing to at least confess
to your daughters & our mother
the truth, the whole truth,
& nothing but the truth,
no more blame, or excuses,
no more lies to uncover~
~You've ignored the consequences
of your violence & perversion
in the lives of 7 daughters
who never knew a loving father
until some of us let God in,
in the aftermath of your sin,
& allowed Him to begin
the healing needed, & freely given~
You are dying, lost, I know,
facing God, Oh, so soon!
You're not ready!
I pray you will be!
REPENT!
HE KNOWS THE TRUTH!!!
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* ~By Anastazia Rowe~
May, 2006.
Hi Anastazia I love this poem all of them are awesome an so truth to the heart on how so many survivors feel.
Thank you for your kind words in my poetry section.
I don't write no more I was DID an one was a poet I have been intergrated for the most part.
Keep up the great work I know God has blessed me in my healing and he will you as well.
Zulaikah
Zee