Cleansing of Hatred
Holding the bar of soap
Memories float around me
Filling me with anger,
Tears and pain.
As I feel the cold, waxy surface,
Vivid images flash past,
I remember your angry face
As you screeched
Those heartless words,
“You stupid daughter,
Who can’t do anything right!”
As tears streaked down my face,
I wondered if you loved me,
If you ever loved me
Loved me just for who I was,
You threw it at me,
Your face blotched with fury.
Did you ever care?
I stuck it in my mouth,
Hating you every minute.
I wondered why you chose
That bumpy, scratch square.
If felt like poison in my mouth.
Did you ever care?
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Artwork Comments
This is Deep and very Personal. My Mother used to beat me so bad as a child. I ended up in hospital so many times. Yet When I asked Jesus to be my personal Saviour and Friend, I received His Grace and strenth to forgive my mum. Just three days before she died, I had the privilage of leading her to Christ.
If anyone had reason to hate It would be God. Mankind has hurt and abused his goodness. Yet God loves, even those who hate him. We to must learn to love as God loves. Your Writing has certainly moved me and touched my heart. God Bless you Kristine