(Epigram-style poem)
A lecherous old man who pretends to be good Santa,
The sexual abuse of young girls is on his agenda.
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by Andy Batt.
(Epigram-style poem)
A lecherous old man who pretends to be good Santa,
The sexual abuse of young girls is on his agenda.
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by Andy Batt.
His eyes beamed over me like spotlights, he cracked a lascivious grin and his hand grabbed my breast.
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I met Sister Night, and soon after became her favourite girl. After Father Fatty gave me a private catechism lesson, he chose Sister Night to be my godmother and I was baptised.
As study became harder as the course went on, I couldn’t find time to go out or talk with Sister anymore. I wasn’t concerned then as I thought Sister needed time for the new refugee girls; I wasn’t very sensitive to Sister Night’s maternal need of feeling needed and loved, so Sister began verbally and psychologically bullying me. When I stood up for myself, she told me to move out. I begged a priest who frequented the house to find me accommodation and thus I left the communal house to live at the residence of a Catholic order. But wait there’s more!
(Tyburn-style poem)
Solemn,
Lonesome,
Fearsome,
Loathsome,
A priest with the solemn, lonesome hands
In the plot with fearsome, loathsome strands.
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by michael davis-burchat.
A pattern of being chosen and falling victim kept repeating on me. This time I turned the tables on fate.
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I was paralysed with fear and sat through the meeting with my lab manager, looking down at the floor, saying nothing, until there was a long silence and we left the room.
I wanted to talk to someone about the stress I was enduring but also was afraid they couldn’t keep it secret, sparking uncontrollable rumours in the office.
I ended up keeping everything to myself. But wait there’s more!
(Vietnamese-luc-bat-style poem)
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Why had I been chosen?
Why had heartbreak fallen on me? But wait there’s more!
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