My Childhood Lover

He touched me. I’m so… ashamed.
I want to forget him. Don’t ask his name.
Can’t believe he did this to a child.
So viciously rough and destructively wild.
Someone should have heard me scream.
But no, I alone experienced the dream.
So now… how do I tell another
That this maniac was a childhood lover.

10-2-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Sadly, it’s obvious.
Child rape is NOT a loving relationship!

Sweet Tears of Love

Sweet tears of love from the maiden of youth

born to give her all, but never to tell the truth.

A skeleton within the family, one who has his way.

He enters through the darkness without a word to say.

The only message that he brings is to shame her life with filth.

Someone save this dying maiden from the man who’s full of guilt.

3-8-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)