You’re sitting with your family, watching T.V,
a show on child physical and sexual abuse.
Mum and Dad are passing comments,
on thanking god you’re not in their shoes.
The show describes what kind behavior,
can be considered as a punishable crime.
You get a flashback of that grey-haired uncle,
and the way he touched you last time.
You weren’t taught what was wrong touch,
and when you have to pull away and run.
Your parents thought if they picked the men,
you were around, their job was done.
Now you’re scarred with this incident,
that is stored behind your chest of drawers.
Everyone has a dark and deep secret,
which is not spoken about, this becomes yours.
-Mariette L V Robin