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Domestic Violence Awareness Month: “Jill’s” Story
Up against the wall… there you were
Dangling inches above the ground
Suddenly I was drowning with the sounds
Of your aching screams of pain
My vision was blurred with roaring streams
That were forming in my eyes,
What do I do was the question of the hour
Do I let this one pass by
Or do I start to scream and shout
What do I do, what do I do…What do I do?
The white telephone beginning to form in the corner of my eye
Like the sun trying to beam through a rain cloud,
Finally I was blinded by that beam of sun
I turned around and dialed those foridded numbers
9-1-1
Thank you, Jill, for the touching poem. Thank you for sharing what it was like for you to witness this, and thank you for being brave and saving your mom.
On Sat, Oct 12, 2019 at 6:37 PM Jessica Aiken-Hall wrote:
> Jessica Aiken-Hall posted: “Up against the wall… there you were Dangling > inches above the ground Suddenly I was drowning with the sounds Of your > aching screams of pain My vision was blurred with roaring streams That were > forming in my eyes, What do I do was the question of the hour ” >
Beautiful
On Sat, Oct 12, 2019 at 6:37 PM Jessica Aiken-Hall wrote:
> Jessica Aiken-Hall posted: “Up against the wall… there you were Dangling > inches above the ground Suddenly I was drowning with the sounds Of your > aching screams of pain My vision was blurred with roaring streams That were > forming in my eyes, What do I do was the question of the hour ” >