A Good Man

He was a fine man.
A husband and father.
Church elder. 
Hard worker.
Helpful neighbor. 
Responsible. 
Home well-kempt.
Never said an unkind word.
Always at service.
Dressed for the occasion.
Saved his money.

She was a child. 
Dirty.
Fat.
Awkward.
Bullied.
Afraid.
Wet the bed. 
Despised.
Labeled crazy.
Beaten by her father.
Hated by her mother. 

No one believed
when I was three,
he started molesting me.

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10 thoughts on “A Good Man

  1. That is awful. Where I grew up, weekly attendance at church in Sunday best clothes was enough to make a “good” person with no questions asked. 😦

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