Playing with toys from upstairs and downstairs,
Hoping not to get into trouble,
Listening for footfall, so I can make an early escape.
*
“Do-as-you-are-told-when-you-are-told.”
Three times a week, for years and years
I don’t know the words to stop it, so I say nothing.
*
He says “Come here!”,
My heartbeat speeds
I caught his eye this time. My young self trembles.
*
I say nothing, I do nothing, I obey.
My complicated brain hides it away.
Steeped in my subconscious, the memory remains.
About the Creator
Ruth Stewart
Ruth is disabled - ME/CFS, Fibromyalgia. Pro-women, always. Married with adult children. Dog and bird parent. Lives in Scotland, UK
"In a world where you can be anything, be kind." Caroline Flack
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