THE GRAVES BY Patricia Ann Reilly She is at her father's grave this day He has finally passed to his just rewards Or, more accurately, to his just punishment. She could not tell him she forgave him -- for he never Admitted any wrong --nor asked for pardon For the torture and abuse he so willingly performed, So she leave it up to God to judge him. He is laid in the ground with her mother-- The day she died was the best day of her life She was only seventeen at the time-- Her mom wanted the girl to commit suicide and die before she did, She told her she didn't deserve to live, She slapped sleeping pills into her hand to take-- She threatened to come back from the grave if she didn't! And so, mom and dad, they deserve to be together-- For what mother would participate and Even instigate those unspeakable acts against their daughters? Not that their sons escaped the abuse, There was enough evil between her mom and dad for all of them. And so,she spits on their graves and leave them to rot together both in the earth and in hell.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem, as part of my collection of poems,
I have helped many adults heal from abusive childhoods.
These poems show feelings expressed by many of these people.
Birth sign: Not entered
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Patricia Ann Reilly.