O Come Let Us Adore Him
My two rapists thought the world of me
then turned, Judases, not realizing
that I
loved them more than life itself.
Husband and fiance were similar,
not
recognizing God's unconditional love in me.
When you shine brightly on evil, it
attacks
asking "How dare you reveal me?"
It cannot stand itself and that your love
doesn't quit.
The last one forced me on my knees on
Christmas Day,
in my home, before a party with friends.
He wanted their food and to teach me
not to be so loving, but I pretended
it
was ok, in case he planned to kill me.
Every Christmas I remember his desperation
after he put an ornament on my small tree
and I lay there, a puddle.
The other rapist did so because I said
I
loved him. He hated himself, so.
Husband and fiance both tolerated my heart,
leaving me alone most of the time.
They thought I wanted sex and money.
Artists just love the beauty they see--
that's how I am, still. In the stillness,
I love,
even when others don't care
to see the
divinity in themselves.
Susan Beverly is a writer, poet and environmental activist. Her profound work is regularly published by Ariel Chart.
Thank you for your bravery & honesty Mark.
ReplyDeletehappy to publsih, these days there is little light between dishonest and political so i tend to shy away from the nonsnese but i am open if a writer is not slanderous and is sincere.
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