The Darkness Never Wins

Not born in the Light

 a long time ago

A girl child was born

Her mother she did not know.

 

Her father raised her

with one goal

 that she would achieve

For this her life

was filled with hate

and torture and rape

 

It was so much

for such a little one

to endure.

It was so bleak

until the Joanie started school.

 

For here she found some loving smiles

and hope along the way

It was very confusing to find that every day

that Dick and Jane and Spot and Puff

Were not fucked daily so.

The Little girl lived in 2 very different ways.

Of this she did not know.

 

And so the Joanie learned her lessons

from  Light and darkness Masters.

However soon it was evident

that Joanie was not able to achieve

the here and ever after the Father

Wanted her to be.

 

The Father then decided

he no longer had a daughter.

He spoke to her when he must

Not when he “oughta”

 

The lady who had raised the girl

Was so far from the Light.

But when the Father went away

the lady came into sight.

 She continued torture and rape

And mind games she did play.

Even then Joanie knew

Someday she’d get away. 

 

So many parts

of Joanie did appear.

She lived a life that people say

How ever did you endure??

 

Well looking back

The Joanie sees

 there were angels along the way

Way back then, yesterday and yes even today

She was never quite like them

Her Light was always Bright

It was not safe to show her Light

BUT it never did go out.

 

The healing is only starting

The feelings they do appear

The losses are monumental

A happy childhood will not be

 BUT

Now she knows the story

And of one thing she is clear

She is a child of God

and never must she fear

because when faced with darkness and the past

a hand is always extended

It may not be an end to pain

BUT a hand will be extended

 

The job now that the Joanie has

is to accept the hand she sees,

To break the thinking never will there be.

There is joy

this she must believe

 

And so the pieces are being healed

A little more each day

There is no doubt

That God is working in her life

In everyway.

 

The reason that I share this tale

Is not to shock you so

But to offer hope and comfort as you go. 

 

 

The journey and the healing

We believe will still be long

But now we understand

 that we will always have a song.

A song of hope, a song of joy,

A song to rid the pain

A song no longer wondering why us

A song we can reclaim.

 

 

For maybe her life was not the way the little girl wanted

BUT

Looking back

She sees she never was the one who was bad,

The one whose fault they said

She understands that they were sick

and not right in the head.

This is said not to excuse them

But help the little ones to see

That now it is safe

for the authentic Joanie to be.

 

Joanie