Blood and Rain washed
the pain
Dark clouds in the distance
Lost in my thoughts
Can it be a lie
Words, strong and hard
Came like waves of
Disgust
Hits like a fist
A hammer blow to my
Heart..
A cold shadow on
my soul
Trust,
I looked into the face
Of my progenitor
Hate, is all that I saw
there..
I couldn’t believe
No
I had to see
Staring at me
Loss of all I
Was.. maybe all
I could be?
Accusations there
My progeny on the
line..
So I said ” Go to Hell”
I left the old me
Behind..
With the pain,
The mental anguish
The panic, and the
Fear
I was baptized, through
The rain and the rage
I don’t need them..
I said as I walked
Away…
Never looking back
to this place..
Or this day..

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe