(609) Betrayed Trust

I found a damsel in distress Wearing a tattered torn aqua dress tears flowed sadly down her face She was a picture of beauty and grace I held her close and gently squeezed tight I told her everything would be alright A fallen priest fondled and raped this teenage girl Took away her innocence, introduced her to the real world I was much older than this gentle creature But I knew I could never leave her We married and moved away from Montreal Perhaps a new city would break the fall She was introduced to many new friends her age But her eyes displayed an inside rage A dismal, dark and gloomy day Would etch pain in my heart to stay Today I found my gentle, quiet dear Hanging from our kitchen chandelier Her mind was ruined by a heartless act She could no longer face the gruesome facts Now she lays in quiet sleep In God’s hands, her soul will keep. Written: Dec.31/07