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The Innocent Prays
Seeking refuge from the storm of sorrow which rages within the place he calls home, a young boy at the tender age of five years old finds comfort underneath the warm shelter of his bed covers. With tears of sadness flowing down his little face, he clutches his only friend in the form of a stuffed bear of chocolate brown tightly to his beating heart. Closing his precious eyes, the child asks for his father who lives in the great sky above to gift him with wings that will allow him to fly away from this place where the ones he calls mommy and daddy constantly fights with one another, blaming him for all the problems they are having in their marriage. Taking a gentle breath, he curls up into a ball with his beloved teddy, and quietly falls asleep.
For now, the innocent prays.
The tender eyes of ocean blue belonging to a teen angel is overshadowed by fear as she becomes the victim of sexual abuse from the hands of the very man she calls father. Unable to escape, she is pinned underneath her captor, as his rough callous hands roam along her fragile frame. Begging for him to stop, she sheds tears of pain, only to be silenced with a sinister voice whispering into her ear. Threatening to bring harm to the devoted woman she calls mother who is asleep in the room down the hall, this monster breathes heavily on the neck of his prey. To not bring any harm to her mother, the girl regretfully allows this sadistic beast to continue performing his darkest desires. Deep within her soul, she silently asks for her savior from up above to gift her with the courage to speak against the devil she calls father.
For now, the innocent prays.
Living on the streets with no shelter, nor place to call a home, I see the eyes of those who others may call “beggars” or “bums” yearning to be noticed in this world. Dressed in ragged worn out clothes, they roam the sidewalks looking for just a bite to eat, loose change, a place to sleep under for the night instead of cold hard pavement, or just to share a conversation with a stranger. A light of hope shines upon the homeless, as some will lend them a helping hand, yet others will just scoff at them as they strut in their fancy clothes, driving their luxurious automobiles, and show off the advantages they believe comes with being financially wealthy. One voice is shared among them, as they sing to their creator in Heaven to bring them home to the vast blue sky, where they can find a place to finally belong.
For now, the innocent prays.
Written by: Jason Anderson
written by Jason Anderson
Jason this was a beautiful piece my poetic brother. Keep up the great writing my friend!
Dakota Skyez
Thank you Dakota for your beautiful comment. Also, I would like to thank Tarringo, and all the minds behind The FWC Cares Project for considering, and sharing my piece on here. Abuse of any kind is a true terrivle act of violence that is happening in the world every day. An issue that I hope one day gets resolved, and finally come to an end. God bless everyone who is working hard on The FWC Cares Project.
Delicate mind, prose-like writing.
In the depth of a soul, surviving a piece of pure land.
Not give it up!
Cigeng Zhang, thank you for your caring words and inspiring comments. I have gotten into the phase of writing prose, and I felt comfortable writing this and also “The Innocent Prays” in prose. I will never give up writing, and trying to inspire the world with my words. Thank you again Cigeng, and God bless always.