I use the words of the famous poet William Blake to inspire hope in all such victims: “Little Lamb God bless thee”
She became pregnant in adolescence, a victim of a trusted adult. Like Persephone another maiden was snatched from innocence by a death inflicting figure. Was she another victim doomed to become a prisoner of the underworld of life? Research shows that victims of childhood sexual abuse are set up to be long term victims. Some even become prone to sexual re-victimization (Fergusson, Howard and Lynky, 1997). High rates of depression thoughts of suicide, and dependence on drugs or alcohol become some of the scars of their world. It is my prayer that the gates that imprison of this little lamb are broken.
Generally, there seems to be no one to bless Blake’s “Little Lambs” for Justice seems to have abdicated this duty for which it was enthroned. Justice has abdicated even from the highest courts of our land when our teenage victims are not believed, and their tale deemed less credible than those of Hades even when “Hecate” and “Helios” support Persephone/ the victim’s tale. Consistently, the report of the death inflicting figure is believed thus positioning the darker side of our society as inviolable. To maintain a facade that all is well society makes the choice to ignore its underbelly of rottenness. Humanity must save face and so it chooses to err on the side of the loudest speaker and those with political influence.
The issue of child abuse is remote phenomena until it comes home to roost . When it happened to a childhood friend’s daughter the remoteness of the phenomena evaporated, and it hurt like crazy. My pain gave birth to the poem, “I Did not Know” .
“I Did not Know” and similar poems can be found in my book Splendor from Ashes