“The Belt”

I was a lost child.

I am a lost adult.

My child would never experience being beaten with the belt.

His father tried it once; it did not come to fruition.

For my child’s sake I found my voice and broke this hideous tradition.

Not a lost child.

Not a lost adult.

My child was never hit at all, unlike myself.

I’d rather die than see him cry. To his father, I said “goodbye.”

If only mother had done that for me how different life might be.

We can not change the past.

Yet, we can protect our own.

This story I share with you, my child will never know.

By: Benz

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8-27-19