Not Forgotten

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“OMG…  I’ve finally tracked you down”

Your timely words seemed meant to be
But you could not have known how much they’d mean to me
It’s 40 years since we last met in that awful place
Where cruelty went unpunished and justice was disgraced

There were fireworks in the attic with confiscated toys
Colouring books were all you had designed to mute your noise
A cold bath if you wet the bed stood barefoot in the snow
Deliveries hijacked food packed to go

When visitors came the scene was set for an influential illusion
Bay windowed lounge unlocked children on parade
Reciting party pieces in a humiliating charade
With tea and cake to celebrate this perilous delusion

Years later it came as no surprise to discover the boy who spoke out
Was stripped and beaten by police ‘moved’ and branded liar
And time served has left me without doubt
…. abusers will be reprieved
When truth is rendered worthless by vested interest valued higher

Then children will be dispersed scattered like it doesn’t matter
Ruptured relationships are worsened by uncertainty
And self-belief struggles to flourish when trust is shattered
By those willing to collude with crimes against humanity

 

 

 

 

 

 

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