Mistake familiar for normal
If you where emotional and or sexually abused as a child you are vulnerable to others with similar or the same issues as your abuser. As adults we all have lapses of judgment, but are feelings protect us, they warn us that something is wrong, but if you where abused you mistake familiar for normal, and your inner normal needs heeling from the abuse, from the betrayal.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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If you where emotional and or sexually abused as a child you are vulnerable to others with similar or the same issues as your abuser. As adults we all have lapses of judgment, but are feelings protect us, they warn us that something is wrong, but if you where abused you mistake familiar for normal, and your inner normal needs heeling from the abuse, from the betrayal.....
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Innocence of a child
In the dark of night
you would come
in the silence
of the hour
you would serve
Satan your master
taking the innocence
of a child
destroying a child's life
denying the child
a normal adulthood!
Have you ever thought
of your actions?
what you were doing
by the lust
that controlled you?
Who gave you
the right to take
the child's innocence?
yes, you, who gave you
the right?
After many years
of emotional suffering
a child entered
into adulthood
God embraced
the adult in love
Forgiveness in Christ
becomes the words
in the heart
freedom in Christ
the prize received
The abuser of the child
are then forgiven
Abuser of the child
did you find
God's forgiveness
before you died
many years later
I hope dearly so!
poem by Allen Brodell
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But there is no obvious reason for holding that some normal adults are entitled to make choices for other normal adults, as paternalists of both left and right believe.
quote by Tom G. Palmer
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Let's suppose somebody abused you sexually. You still had a choice, though not a good one, about what to tell yourself about the abuse.
quote by Albert Ellis
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Returning to South Carolina meant getting a normal job in a normal town with normal people and marrying a normal person. I wanted the glamour and opportunity of the world.
quote by Donna Rice
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A Childs Pain Gone
An angel came down from above
filled with kindness and love
Sent to protect, to guide, to surround
this child from pains of lifes tide
This precious child had cried so hard
till the angel holding the child so close
smiled I'll protect you little one for after
tonight you'll be forever alright
Come the break of day the angel
lifted up the child, held so tight
In an instant they were in flight
Once in Heaven the child received
blessings upon blessings from above
Feelings of love and happiness never
again to be hurt, abused or unloved
poem by Rhonda Pilcher
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The Normal Person
'They taste funny, says the child who doesn't want to take his daily pills.
Am I not functional without them? '
'Yes says his father, who is slightly irritated by his son question.
You will take them.
For they will make you a 'Normal' person.'
'Dad, the boy sequels with utmost curiosity!
What is 'Normal'?
Well son, 'Only where people exhibit similarities can normal exist.',
in admired manner he says.
'How boring', the child slurs with his tongue sticking out of his mouth.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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This crazy country
I’m in this crazy country
If I could leave I would go tomorrow never to return
Oh Allah how can I go
From this crazy country
When I do what I do for the sake of Allah
My 1st Daughter
The strong & the brave
She was physically & emotionally abused
Some years ago
Taken from me brought up by another
No one knows why
But
Daughter no.2
She was allowed to stay
To be abused
Physically, emotionally & attempted sexually
With emotional problems
No fear of danger
Her father still free
To abuse another
1son & twin daughters the pain still goes on
He is still free
As free as can be
Daughter no 2 went to a special school
She learned to survive
Not wanting to become a woman
She was ready to come home
Her room was made nice
The sisters helped to decorate
Ready for her return
You made new friends
In your white community
They told you that you are British
Me myself I’m not proud to be half British
I’m ashamed you see at what they do to my family
I am a Muslim from Islam
That’s what maters to me
What happened to what I taught you to believe.
You come from a multi-cultural family
You decided to stay
Not come home how can this be
My child needs her mom
I’m told the law gives her the right to choose in this country
So you god fearing mom’s beware when your child goes to school
In this crazy country
As children suffer & even die
There parents free
Free as can be
Then there is my son child no.3
Taken from me
He is with his father you see
In this crazy country
My son runs to be with me
Now he needs therapy
Just for wanting me
I am a God fearing mom doing all I can for my family
In this crazy country
As I see with my eyes
Hear with my ears
What you do to my Brothers & Sisters in this country
I want to leave & go some place where I can be free
As free as can be
To give my all to people who need me
Oh Allah how can I leave this crazy country
When I do what I do for the sake of Allah
To be there for my family
People try to bring me down for I’m a God fearing mom
Before I go
Leave this crazy country
Remember this
You might be free as free as can be
In this crazy country
But when judgment day comes
Who will be free
As free as can be
Will it be you
Or will it be me?
poem by mariam khan Farah Abdulahi
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Libertarians argue that no normal adult has the right to impose choices on other normal adults, except in abnormal circumstances, such as when one person finds another unconscious and administers medical assistance or calls an ambulance.
quote by Tom G. Palmer
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Libertarians recognize the difference between adults and children, as well as differences between normal adults and adults who are insane or mentally hindered or retarded.
quote by Tom G. Palmer
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Love is hard
What happens when you have to say goodbye
do everything just go back to normal
well i can't do because im already intangled
in the mist of the love i feel for you
is it normal
to fall for a guy who already has one week
one week left to seem me
untill he leaves for college
to go his separate ways
is it normal
for me to cry at his graduation
for me to break down
when i only began to know him
is it normal
for me to be jealous of the thought of future girls
when i know that we cant be together anymore
love is the best and worst thing tha can ever happen
love is hard
is it normal
poem by Jasmine Jorden
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What You See As Normal, I Just Don't See
i'm tired of getting told,
that sex is just a normal thing,
why do i have such a problem with it?
it's a natural thing to enjoy,
everything that was normal,
to me it just not normal,
to live life being afraid,
of the one thing, sex,
i can't get my mind around that,
i can't see it as something normal,
the first time i was introduced to it,
i was a child,
a freakin child,
i didn't have a choice,
sometimes it feel like,
i still don't have a choice,
ppl may tell me i do,
but they just don't get it,
how trapped i feel in my body at times,
my mind and body are seperated,
sometimes things don't feel real,
times like these i wonder why try,
why continue to fight a battle,
that don't seem to be worth finishing?
poem by Mona Martinez
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I am an ordinary guy who likes normal things, and have feelings like a normal human being.
quote by Chad Michael Murray
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Witnessing II
Honesty is the essential problem of all abused children.
First we must determine what the reality around us is,
defining with eyes unclouded by other people's wants and needs.
They we must learn unremitting honesty with ourselves.
The temptation will be to bend the truth here,
because it's more convenient,
because no one gets upset,
because we wish to please;
or tell partial truths there; misguided altruism,
wanting to protect someone else's feelings.
No matter how hard we work to speak the truth,
there will always be other old, abused children,
crying out to us to keep the secrets,
and other old abusers,
demanding the complicity of our silence.
©2012
poem by Lynn Cohen
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Rhymes Stop Here
In this world there are two types,
The normal people and the not so normal,
The normal ones are the ones who wear stripes,
Always dressing as they need to be formal.
The not so normal ones,
Act and dress totally nuts,
Some wear dark makeup by the tons,
Some even get the courage or the guts,
To tell you what is right or not.
I stopped rhyming to tell you,
That even though some are different on the outside,
We are all the same on the inside.
Remember this when you sum up the stupid to bully again.
poem by Hannah Eichenauer
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Am Going Crazy (And Every One Knows)
Am going crazy
And I know that
Trying to act normal
While every one knows there is some thing wrong
I can hear them whispering
Saying that girl is crazy
So by acting normal I was just fooling my self
I never knew what normal is
And I believe no one in this world dose
So we all are crazy some how
poem by Aliyah Aliyah
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Good For Her
Good for her
She left finally that man that abused the hell out of her
She was used and abused by him
She was his slave
He took advantage of her
And only now she had the courage
And she finally said
To him
I have enough of you
She now left him for good
She finally divorced him
She had the courage to leave for good
They were not made for each other
Love has ended
She haven’t lost her pride
She has finally gained back her confidence
Now she can be proud of herself
She can finally go on with her life
I don’t want another man
I will not make that mistake again
I have no love or feelings for him anymore
I have plenty of feelings for myself
I love myself
I have built my trust again
I can walk with my head up high
I was sitting on a high horse
And of course it hurts badly when you fall
But it was a good lesson to learn
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Hub Normal
All human
Are not for
Normal...
At mind...
All are hub normal
Today...
Each every human
Mind is not for free...
All are wanted for
Some of wastage
Put in side the mind...
World is not for silient...
With human mind also...
Sounded, murmered,
Much busy...
so...
All human mind are
Hub normal...
Body also some time
Normal...
Many time hub normal...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Child Abuse
How many pleas go unanswered
as their cries echo through the night?
Too many, I am afraid to say
as we hear about child abuse almost every day.
Committed by those who are most trusted,
our guardians of the young
are the ones who defile
the young lives in their care.
What about those who are abused
will they become abusers one day
for the treatment they have received?
That question will remain unanswered
until sometime in future years.
15 October 2009
Author's Note:
Although this poem may depict that all child carers are abusers, they are not. Although in the news in England of late there have been several cases in which child abusers have been people who were in charge of children. I wish now to apologise to the genuine carers that are perfectly innocent if they feel offended by my poem.
This poem was written to underline a question do those abused in turn become abusers.
DVH 15/10/09
poem by David Harris
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Unwanted Child
Quiet a mistake, she was when born
She was not a rose, but an unwanted thorn
Born to a mother, that was abandoned herself
Born to a daddy, that kept whiskey on his shelf
Badly abused, her mother left him
Took her along and life was very grim
She was a thrown away child that nobody wanted
So many daddys, that she is still haunted
Abused all her life, she was finally grown
Slapped around alot, against the wall she was thrown
Every man she chose, was just like her dad
And still to this day, she stays pretty sad
Only needing to know that someone will care
She hasn't got much of a heart left, to share!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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