"FACINGFACES 2002 - 04" SELECTED POETRY (Part 2)

Innocent Eyes

She was nine years old
All that her eyes have seen made her cold,
Curled up on the couch
Her toy poodle shaking crouched!
She tries to block her ears,
It is so hard to control the tears
The shouts and screams were ignored,
Even the dog downstairs must of heard
How can they not hear?
The thumps and crashes everywhere,
The bangs and booms are not a ghost,
Mommy please hide was said in her throat
Her mind wishes Daddy to stop it and put on his coat,
But his hammering hand upon her face and body
Why was he freaking?
She loved him without thinking,
From one room to the next
He chased her and beat her with no rest,
Until finally he brought it all to an undo end
With the knife her heart had no chance to defend!
As the police man carried the child out the door
She saw with open eyes the blood on the kitchen floor
Mommy is now in heaven where true love resides,
The child will always remember what she saw with
innocent eyes.

No More Tears

As I shower, I hear the voice.
Yelling, calling names, nothing but noise.

I cry, but go unheard.

The shower splashes, something crashes.
I hold on, listening to the water as it splashes.

I cry, but go unheard.

The words I've heard, go over and over in my head.
All the while I'm wishing I was dead.

I cry, but go unheard.

As I pray through the tears, for no more fears.
I step out into the humid air, I hear his snare.

I cry, but go unheard.

Take a shower once more.
As I open the door, he lies on the floor.

I cry no more.


© Cynthia L Memmolo - USA