Wednesday, September 17, 2014

SAFE NO MORE: a poem by ed


I could feel it near,
but had no idea
what the thing was.
All I knew was
I felt cold
deep inside
in my bones.
I did not move
frozen in place
in my bed
waiting
to see what
was about to happen.

Had my molester
returned for more?
Then the cold
turned to a glow
as Jesus sat down
on my bed
beside me.

Then the boy of four
woke from his dream
and felt the hand
not of the Master,
but of his molester.

The boy of four
was safe no more.

© Ed Cooper, 9/17/14, Stoney Creek, Tennessee
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