Stand Up Again Poem by Piccola Topo Gigio
Stand Up Again
We who were abused,
One way or the other.
We who were traumatized,
One time after another.
We, who were beaten, branded,
Cut, marked,
Crushed, scarred,
Burned and pulverized.
Wouldn't it be glorious to stand up,
Wouldn't it be victorious to finally look up,
And say;
At the end, after all of that.
We managed to make it,
'Unharmed'.
February 9,2012
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