Carmen's Chronicles: child abuse

Friday, June 11, 2010

The Pink House - Flash 55 Friday, June 11, 2010

A house of cotton candy pink,

It seems a cheerful place,

But what goes on inside its walls,

Is definitely not the case.

Foster children live here,

In conditions inhumane,

But when state inspectors visit,

No one sees the pain.

Their sad pleas and all their fears….

Their lonely, anguished tears

fall on deaf ears.

Carmen Henesy

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Please note - this is a work of pure fiction. This beautiful pink house is NOT,
to my knowledge, home to foster children, nor are unspeakable acts committed within its walls!

Monday, April 26, 2010

An Elegant Cane - Magpie Tale #11 - Tuesday, April 27, 2010

The Elegant Cane

Granny smelled of lavender,

And always dressed in lace,

She wore the reddest lipstick,

Clown circles graced her face.

She held her back ramrod straight,

And always seemed so nice,

But her silver topped ebony cane,

Was a torturing device.

When I was just a toddler,

I soon learned to beware,

The cane extended Grandma's reach,

To almost everywhere.

At first, she was more gentle,

Just tapping when I'd sin,

Touching precious heirlooms,

Making her treasures spin.

Many times, I would recall,

Howling out in pain,

She would pin my wayward foot,

"Don't make that mistake again!"

Whenever we would visit,

I thought I did my best,

To be a model grandson,

Grandma was not impressed!

For any small infraction,

Out would come the cane,

"Spare the rod, spoil the child,"

Echoed the refrain.

She finally stopped the beatings,

When I broke the cane in two,

Until that day came to pass,

My parents never knew.

Carmen Henesy

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