How

Twisting words to mean something else-

Speaking wasn’t an option.

So drawing a line- making it clear;

I would not speak without a counselor in the room.

This could have been resolved years ago.

They would not agree.

There would be no twisting the truth

As I never lied. I never tried to manipulate.

I never once asked anyone to take sides.

The rest would unfold as it would.

I had God. That is all I knew.

He would not hurt another child.

That was my agenda. My fight with vengeance.

The only thing I promised myself

All those years ago as a kid.

He would never get away with what he did.

It was always just a question of how.

Published by Ms. Selective

Traveling Gypse with a Heartfelt Spirit.

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