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Awareness
April is Childhood Sexual, Physical and Mental Abuse Awareness Month👣
It's once again time to shake the undergrounds pages
Rattle the heathens cages of captivity
Collectively raise our voices
For it's way past time to be heard
All ink jotters we must lift those beautiful shadowed eyes
Take stock of our surroundings
Become more aware than ever
A child's life depends on it
Thank about how lucky we really are at least we survived while so many, so frickin many didn't
In stores
On playgrounds
In our schools
In our Church's
Any and everywhere
It's even nuts to comprehend
We have to we must
even look closer at
Our friends
Our kin
Our coaches
Our Religious leaders
Wherever tiny feet patter and wee giggles hiding dangerous even deadly secrets are at play
I'm not invoking a paranoid witch hunt we are far beyond those thoughts after all we are survivors aren't we
Yes you may royally piss off someone close to you
You may even by accident mistakenly report an innocent person
Even more terrifying you were more than likely right yet still did nothing
Those reports are anonymous and if asked your name
Simply politely refuse
Even more
importante
Extremely important
Never ever lose control
Confrontation may even be quite pleasurable
For yourself at least
However when that child is alone again
Far from prying eyes you can bet till your flat broke that child will pay a heavy heavy price
Never confront
Not your eyes
Not even a simple smirk
Step far enough away call the local police don't stop there call the Childhood Abuse Report Hotline
Even one loose pebble and all is for naught
I know I know
What if your wrong that's messing up a whole lot of lives
Stop that train of thought and get that booty back in gear
Innocence is and can be proven no worries bout that
But what
Grasp the concept
If you were right only to find out on the morning news exactly how right you were
How you feeling bout now
Maybe a bit queasy
Think about that child how is the wee one feeling doing or did things go far far beyond that
I know
I know
Why me
I'm not capable
Or this n that
If not me
Or you
Then who
Please tell me
I'm truly interested
Who
This is the time
Our time
Yours and mine
To step up and become not only survivors
But hero's
👣 👣 👣 👣 👣 👣 👣
It's once again time to shake the undergrounds pages
Rattle the heathens cages of captivity
Collectively raise our voices
For it's way past time to be heard
All ink jotters we must lift those beautiful shadowed eyes
Take stock of our surroundings
Become more aware than ever
A child's life depends on it
Thank about how lucky we really are at least we survived while so many, so frickin many didn't
In stores
On playgrounds
In our schools
In our Church's
Any and everywhere
It's even nuts to comprehend
We have to we must
even look closer at
Our friends
Our kin
Our coaches
Our Religious leaders
Wherever tiny feet patter and wee giggles hiding dangerous even deadly secrets are at play
I'm not invoking a paranoid witch hunt we are far beyond those thoughts after all we are survivors aren't we
Yes you may royally piss off someone close to you
You may even by accident mistakenly report an innocent person
Even more terrifying you were more than likely right yet still did nothing
Those reports are anonymous and if asked your name
Simply politely refuse
Even more
importante
Extremely important
Never ever lose control
Confrontation may even be quite pleasurable
For yourself at least
However when that child is alone again
Far from prying eyes you can bet till your flat broke that child will pay a heavy heavy price
Never confront
Not your eyes
Not even a simple smirk
Step far enough away call the local police don't stop there call the Childhood Abuse Report Hotline
Even one loose pebble and all is for naught
I know I know
What if your wrong that's messing up a whole lot of lives
Stop that train of thought and get that booty back in gear
Innocence is and can be proven no worries bout that
But what
Grasp the concept
If you were right only to find out on the morning news exactly how right you were
How you feeling bout now
Maybe a bit queasy
Think about that child how is the wee one feeling doing or did things go far far beyond that
I know
I know
Why me
I'm not capable
Or this n that
If not me
Or you
Then who
Please tell me
I'm truly interested
Who
This is the time
Our time
Yours and mine
To step up and become not only survivors
But hero's
👣 👣 👣 👣 👣 👣 👣
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