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[aid] => Mick
[title] => °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
[time] => 2002-11-27 20:00:00
[hometext] => This is a re-post from another name i had here......A time in life i do not miss, and prayers were never answered....
[bodytext] => I layed in bed asleep one night
When i heard my mother scream
I flew right up with such a fright
I thought it was a dream
I heard glass break and tables move
And slapping sounds that bruised..
I was scared walking out to the living room
And thought god what am i to do..
Then i saw my mother lifted up
Completely off the ground
He had her by her throat choked up
She couldn't make a sound
Tears filled my eyes as he hit her
He beat her black and blue
I saw blood completely cover her
I didn't know what to do
I trembled with fear asking him to stop
He laughed right in my face
I threatened to call the cops
But he hit her harder in her face
I ran to my room for my monkey
That my daddy bought for me
I crawled up in my closet
I prayed god please take me
Keep my mother safe out there
And Take us both if you must
But make this man stop hitting her
Or i am going to bust
The cops arrived and i crawled out
To see if they could help
They said she needed a doctor now
And all i done is wept
My mother wasn't moving much
But i could hear her breath
I thanked the cops so very much
For coming to her needs
A cop hugged me and smiled real big
He said everything's ok
You did the right thing as you did
By calling us today
I asked is my mom going to die?
He looked at me with tears
He said no she will be just fine
There's nothing more to fear
Hospital bed she layed that night
With me upon a small cot
I stared at her and watched her fight
And layed there in a knot
I stayed with mom through all her years
Of somehow needing him
His beatings to her made things clear
Things then became less dim
He'd always say im sorry babe
Please take me back i love you
For my mom my life i would have gave
But there was nothing i could do
I lived with this for many years
from nine till seventeen
After this age there were no tears
And grew my self esteem
I think back on life and i know why
I never moved to far from my mom
She needed me there right by her side
To see her through those days that are gone
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°°°Echoes Of Time°°°
Contributed by
OreO
on
Wednesday, 27th November 2002 @ 08:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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I layed in bed asleep one night
When i heard my mother scream
I flew right up with such a fright
I thought it was a dream
I heard glass break and tables move
And slapping sounds that bruised..
I was scared walking out to the living room
And thought god what am i to do..
Then i saw my mother lifted up
Completely off the ground
He had her by her throat choked up
She couldn't make a sound
Tears filled my eyes as he hit her
He beat her black and blue
I saw blood completely cover her
I didn't know what to do
I trembled with fear asking him to stop
He laughed right in my face
I threatened to call the cops
But he hit her harder in her face
I ran to my room for my monkey
That my daddy bought for me
I crawled up in my closet
I prayed god please take me
Keep my mother safe out there
And Take us both if you must
But make this man stop hitting her
Or i am going to bust
The cops arrived and i crawled out
To see if they could help
They said she needed a doctor now
And all i done is wept
My mother wasn't moving much
But i could hear her breath
I thanked the cops so very much
For coming to her needs
A cop hugged me and smiled real big
He said everything's ok
You did the right thing as you did
By calling us today
I asked is my mom going to die?
He looked at me with tears
He said no she will be just fine
There's nothing more to fear
Hospital bed she layed that night
With me upon a small cot
I stared at her and watched her fight
And layed there in a knot
I stayed with mom through all her years
Of somehow needing him
His beatings to her made things clear
Things then became less dim
He'd always say im sorry babe
Please take me back i love you
For my mom my life i would have gave
But there was nothing i could do
I lived with this for many years
from nine till seventeen
After this age there were no tears
And grew my self esteem
I think back on life and i know why
I never moved to far from my mom
She needed me there right by her side
To see her through those days that are gone
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OreO
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2002-11-27 20:00:00]
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by Daniel on
Wednesday, 27th November 2002 @ 09:55:00 PM AEST
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| this pulled heart strings... beautifully written with a light of hope in the end. i love it! kudos! ;0) -daniel |
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by RICHARD_CAMPBELL on
Wednesday, 27th November 2002 @ 11:00:39 PM AEST
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HI OREO,
THIS IS SO SAD,SOME MEN JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT
THEY HAVE BEFOR THEM.FORGIVE AN MOVE ON.
YOU AND YOUR MON WILL BE JUST FINE.YOU HAVE THE POWER
BE STRONG AN BE WHO GOD CREATED YOU TO BE.FORFULL YOU DREAM
I WILL SAY A PRAY FOR YOU BOTH. |
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by ShadowsCloud on
Wednesday, 27th November 2002 @ 11:22:32 PM AEST
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This is so sad. But wonderfully written.
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by Smooth on
Thursday, 5th December 2002 @ 12:11:45 AM AEST
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I too know what it is like to be in a home of abuse, not to my mother and not from my dad, but from my stepmom when I was just a lad. I love the way you write though it brings my eyes to tears, it is erie how you relate your words and make me feel your fears. I'm so glad that this is past to you, no more pain can he bestow, the light of love between you and your mom forever will it glow.
Sincerely,
Smooth |
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by Panther_1978 on
Sunday, 15th December 2002 @ 12:30:02 AM AEST
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Hello OreO,
I almost started to cry when I read this! It pulled at my heartstrings... wow! beautifily writen... Write more :)
Panther |
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by InexactExactness on
Monday, 16th December 2002 @ 05:00:53 PM AEST
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I think that this is one of those poems that shouldn't have a directly spoken response. So by respecting the material i'm speechless as to how I should comment on this. Just know that this hit an emotional trigger on the inside and makes me bring back memories of past friends who have had that happen to them. All I can really say is that this was touching and I really loved it....keep on writing and I shall surely keep on reading.
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by nomad on
Thursday, 9th January 2003 @ 11:27:40 AM AEST
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| I admire your courage to write of real terror, OreO. Imagination is one thing, living it quite another. An excellent write of what is becoming too common an occurrence for many. I'm glad you survived this nightmare, and I hope your mom is okay. |
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by TypoDemon on
Friday, 10th January 2003 @ 02:35:21 AM AEST
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| A very strong poem M'lady. It toched the lump of ice in my chest. You are a exalint wrighter... And a inspiration to us all. |
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Re: °°°Echoes Of Time°°°
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by wordsy on
Monday, 20th January 2003 @ 08:43:22 AM AEST
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A fateful deed
a wonton need
left to deal with
sorrows seed.
A very moving piece, I am so sorry that you and your mother had to go through this. I can only pray that the wounds have healed by the loved you shared.
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