Living next
door in the boarded up house
Dwelt a
monster dressed as a man
Walking among
us, smiling at you
He is your
neighbor you never knew
Of the dark
secret hiding inside
In the dark
house
In those
dark rooms
With no one to
see,
No one to
hear
Their silent
cries.
Their life
was a nightmare no one should live
Every day
filled with horror— no way to escape,
And the
MONSTER FED ON HIS PREY.
He devoured
their souls,
Then, he
walked among us
And we didn't know.
How did he
hide all that evil inside?
Inside his
shell,
Inside his
house,
Inside his
empty eyes?
Could no one
see the monster inside?
Could no one
hear those little girl’s cries?
~kathie adams brown (May 9, 2013)
Makes me shiver to think of their ten years in captivity...and seriously, no one had a clue? I wonder about this.
ReplyDeleteSo sad.
Lynn
Lynn, this whole story just breaks my heart and while everyone is saying their nightmare is over I have a feeling it will haunt them forever!
DeleteI have wondered about this. All those lost years for those women. Their suffering is beyond words.
ReplyDeleteSandy, indeed!
DeleteWe never know, Kathie ~~ In the modern subdivision the "boarded up [windows??]" is the modern garage door when its modern garage door opener closes it behind.
ReplyDeleteThen no one knows what goes on there. Very nicely written with all kinds of meaning, none good. And yes, for the four, their memories will haunt them always.
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Thanks for understanding and commenting Jim.
DeleteVery dark. Reminds me of that kidnapping story about the young women locked up for all those years. Makes me shudder to think there could be others living under similar circumstances we don't know about yet.
ReplyDeleteRita, I wrote this poem after hearing about those events! Then the poem above was written in response to all that darkness!
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