A Burden.......but.....also...insight..soul...transf er and regenerate

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I have a burden...a quest....that has passed down to me, and I must give 'it', form,....sun in the fourth,...home,...family.........
This is how I see her....beautiful, vulnerable, scarcely there, red, whiskey in one hand, fag in the other......soft......reflective.......I found her easy to be around,....the only 'femmine' form that fit with me, my mother was,....nothing like her.
My auntie was what I needed...and I felt her......
At the age of eleven, my auntie was raped by three men,...american men.....'over here'....giving lifts to local school children, in the neighbourhood,...on our side......you know, against the enemy, world war ll,..but they, I'm not sure what to say.....................
She was the last one in the truck,....eleven years old, they raped her and beat her up so badly, that when they found her in the ditch, they thought she was dead.....
These men...were on our side.......
I have lived with this, all my life.....my mum told me
Men are beasts....
I questioned this....and didn't want to beleive this,....but History.....tells another story.......

PLEASE PROVE ME WRONG.............................PLEASE..
 
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