* Silent Cry Poem by Inner Whispers

At the middle of the night one soul has gone
pushing hard to a new life in her womb, she has done,
hoping to give life to a newborn one
sarificed and risk her own, things will be fine, she reckon.

The newborn one came out at last
from womb been cut to cast,
blood of her own mother, filled her being
her mother drew her last breath not seeing her living.

No cry been heard from this little angel
many whips been done, cut her navel,
no tears flowed from her fathers eyes
no happiness welcomes her silent cry!

Deaf and mute, she received mocks
from anyone who has damn insulting cracks,
whatelse can she do but have her silent cry
wrap herself, shaking and trembling, she hoped to die!

Blows of her dad's fist, she always endure
for she knows that sadness and pain in his heart rule,
she is hopeful, one day, her dad would accept and love her
she will feel soon a warm loving hug any father can give and offer.

One quiet night, she is on her bed,
lampshade been kept on to light as she laid,
she felt her father's touch and kisses,
so warm but she can't almost breathe!

What can an 8 years old do at this point in time?
but to struggle and fear, scream and cry
but no words, no tears came out from her mouth and eyes
damn, flesh eater, she hoped again to die!

How many times she is abused
by her father who gone loco and aroused,
eatring his own flesh, damn man he is
why can't he hear his own child's weep and tears?

Yes, her silent cry will never be heard
by this demon who is deaf and never cared,
bruises cut her skin, she can endure
but too much of this, made her mad and roar!

48 stabs, she made on her dad's body
one early morning, that awakened everybody,
scream of her nurse made them rush and witness
how this silent cry being taken for granted 'coz they cared less!

(ddc8ted to LIZa not her true name. Been brought to DSWD for counselling and theraphy...)