Police form PF3

There is a paper the police require:
without it, children can’t be taken in.
We see the pictures: evidence of burn
and broken bone, the fist, the stick, the fire.
Hardship and grind grip, bruise, twist growing limbs:
with every blow contagion seizes hold
from man to woman, woman to the child,
while neighbours turn a blind eye to the crimes.
One paper breaks the cycle. In a home
that’s free from horror, injuries are healed;
silences broken, lips no longer sealed.
Abusers start to understand their shame.
A tiny girl tries her new leg for size:
we see the faintest sparkle in her eyes.

For Manon Fleury and the Karibu Foundation


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