POEMS
Iron Bars upon my Soul
My windows have iron bars that do not show
My house has barbed wire surrounding that is invisible
I am not to speak my mind
By order of the court
Down the rabbit hole I fell
to join Alice and the mad Queen
Off with her head they all shout
by order of the court
I am to forget my children were molested by
someone I once loved
I am to like this man
by order of the court
Just forget the screams
the horror
the pleas of children in pain
the misery
by order of the court
Forget you ever gave birth
Forget the tender love upon your breast
This pain is worse than birth
This pain is a creature with claws and fangs
that stalks the night
He appears in your dreams
in your room
His intent is your soul
and you must love him
by order of the court
All that was from me to them is gone
by order of the court
Are we all but faded pages of time in the winds
of destruction
Too weak to fight
Too brave, too foolish to stop
Too unknowing of the future to read it in the orders of the court
Still foolishly hoping justice is real
They cannot speak
the court has cut their tongues
Be quiet, be quiet
they are told
Make him happy
by order of the court
We will force you to do his bidding
by order of the court
We will follow you through life and keep you quiet
so says the clown upon the bench as he orders the court
to make the order by order of the court
The court punishes all who speak out
smears their souls and strips their bodies
It changes with each day
a new reason, a new way
to keep the mother far far away
Does my love travel in your dreams my children
Do you still tie strings around your room
hoping to trip evil in the night
As you live your soul dies
can it revive
Blackness as far as the eye can travel
no more love, no more kisses, no more laughter
every night he lurks
He is a molester
he is your father
life imprisonment of the children
souls stripped
bodies sacrificed by order of the court