The Kind Man

This is based on a conversation with an old friend of my fathers, someone he knew a lot of years ago and who saw only the public face of his abusive self. She called him a kind man. I couldn't respond as I wished due to self preservation, this is my response.

CW - paternal abuse



The Kind Man?

The kind man, they say you are,
A disguise to the darkness of you,

The kind man, who locked me in the loft,
Hours alone with the spiders and the dark,

The kind man, who beat me in the street,
On the floor in a ball feeling each kick in my soul,

The kind man, who held a weapon at my throat,
The dying light of fire embers showing the evil in your eyes,