Child Abuse Awareness Month.

Today is the last day of April and I have to say I am glad. Everything I have researched, everything I have written about Child Abuse has made me sick and sad!  Children are our future a singer once sang, but he had, had his childhood stolen and he became a strange and sad man.

Yes children are our future but at this rate do we have one. Children are mistreated , abused, sold down the river in every single country under the sun. The poems I have written have all been stories but are all based on facts I researched , true.The things that are done to children, some beaten black and blue. Married off at eight or nine or sold in to slavery too, girls cut and sewn up simply to please a man, young boys dressed as girls and taught to dance bought and owned by “Pious” men and used for sex  after they have watched them prance.

Children and young people bullied at their school, harassed by phone and internet just for not being this weeks “cool” Young girls taken out of school and trained to be prostitutes the younger they are the better for old men like them best if they are cute. Stolen from their village and sent as slaves to other lands worked to death  and beaten  or used for sex acts and killed when it all gets out of hand.

Forced to watch their parents, their homes and friends destroyed, tortured and burned  or maimed. They get dragged off into the jungle as boy and girl soldiers to be trained. Young girls get used as wives, still fight until their babies drop then they carry them into battle on their backs to machetes in hand, kill people and set fire to bodies, villages and crops.

Young girls about to take their GCSEs  go on holidays to their parents homelands for pre exam treat have no idea they are off to their future husbands meet. Ripped from all they have known a normal western life suddenly to become a stranger’s wife and live a poverty stricken village strife

Children, abused and battered, some physically some mentally , sexually used from an early age . What chance have they got their heart so full of rage. Some will become  abusers for abuse is all they know, some will with help flourish and try to teach it should not be so.

No doubt there are more ways that children get abused, some parents even abuse their own children, sexually or with the fist, these will be the fathers who boast that their little girl is sweet sixteen  and never been kissed!  The otheres will be mothers’ who force or sell their children however much those children resist.

Or seeing your mother beaten until she is hospitalized , living in fear of being next until your humanity dies.

I know that I am ranting but as these tears fall from my eyes there are children out there starving, freezing , hurting, bleeding, screaming , pleading, broken , humiliated and every so often one of them dies. Don’t worry, you can close your ears and eyes … it is too late for me now I have learnt the who’s and whys.

I have to stop writing now , but I promise I shall not stop shouting out because I have just started now.

18 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Missus Tribble
    Apr 30, 2012 @ 11:15:46

    I’m very glad you stuck with this Willow, in spite of the subject matter being so hard. I was bullied almost to the point of suicide in school and physically and verbally abused by my dad’s stepfather until I moved back to my mother at the age of 14. My sister and I were left home alone by our mother most of the time so we basically brought ourselves up and she’d be home a few times a week to make a Sunday roast.

    Your posts, while difficult to read, made me feel less alone. Thank you.


    • willowdot21
      Apr 30, 2012 @ 11:58:27

      Dear Rose thank you for your support, it has been hard and yes I have not liked doing these posts but from some of the replies I have received they have been of some use. I am so sorry that you had such a hard and unhappy childhood. I hope that with your forthcoming wedding will bring you a happy and stable future. Hugs.xxxxx


  2. mountainmae
    Apr 30, 2012 @ 13:28:04

    It is really hard to look at the uglyness of life. I admire your commitment. In my way of thinking, I still have an inner child that can be traumatized so I am conscious of mothering myself. That may sound a little “out there” but just me.


  3. thespiritkeeper
    Apr 30, 2012 @ 13:40:38

    It is a hard subject to report and as you say these children are our futures. Being the recipient of abuse I can tell you it plays havoc on your life in later years growing up. The memories are still there but the feelings that accompany them are gone through healing and you wonder what you would be like if all of the abuse never happened. Would I be different? A question that would never be answered. Now that we have awareness prevention can be put into place but there will be some individual that will fall through the cracks no matter the awareness available. To our children of today may they be protected on the wings of love and of peace. Thank you Willowdot21 for your reportage and to bring this crucial postings to the awareness of some. Many blessings.


    • willowdot21
      Apr 30, 2012 @ 18:52:02

      It has been so very hard but I have heard from many people like you who have been affected by abuse. I do hope I have not opened too many old wounds in the process of bring the truth out in to the light. To show, teach and hopefully to help.


  4. bipolarmuse
    Apr 30, 2012 @ 17:19:55

    I am so glad that you have brought attention to the way that children are abused… and I am happy it is over as well. It is absolutely heartbreaking. However, it needs to be addressed. Children need to be protected.
    Thank you so much for doing these posts… ♥


    • willowdot21
      Apr 30, 2012 @ 18:47:43

      Thank you it has been so hard but I am so glad that I have brought so many things out in to the open.People need to know the depths some people will drop to! Thanks for your support I have needed it.


  5. Thomas Davis
    May 02, 2012 @ 15:33:43

    Writing about difficult subjects in really hard. Ethel writes poetry about child abuse too. Still, if such obscenity is not brought out in the light of day where everyone can see the ugliness and recoil from it, how can there ever be hope of ending what ought to end now! Keep writing Willow. Fear and darkness and letting things go are companions. Light and justice are also companions. I’d prefer light and justice even though they are difficult.


  6. Zen and Genki
    May 02, 2012 @ 15:57:25

    Such a thoughtful, deep post. Thank you so much for sharing, despite it being difficult, sharing information this way is so very important.
    All the best,


  7. eof737
    May 02, 2012 @ 17:30:02

    Thanks for a month of important posts on the subject. Kudos for your effort. 🙂


  8. granbee
    May 07, 2012 @ 21:25:36

    Willowdot, I have seen you evolve from being a very gentle, sometimes depressed, always expert researcher and poetess, into a veritable Joan of Arc leading the march against child abuse inside of a mere 30 days! I bow to you and fall in behind you in this crusade! You are a marvel–and then some!


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