Finally Heard Poem by Stacey Williams

A black-haired child
She stands all alone,
The only guiding light
In the darkness she’s known -
Herself, as she shines,
Quietly crying.
Sits in tv
Until the pain starts dying.

All by herself
She remains on her own.
There is no protection
Nor security shown.
An elegant woman now.
See how she’s grown.

Still able to love
With the ability to care
She’s raised herself
With no one else there.

No one to hold her
To say it’s alright
To take her hand
Or guide her through night.
I shall repeat -
She is her only light.

You are beauty itself!
And now that you’re older
You can stop running
Don’t watch over your shoulder.
I need to tell you,
The struggle is over.

Now you can see her,
Give time to recover
To cherish the strong child
To understand and to love her.
Tell her this much
She did nothing wrong
Give her a mirror
Show her how strong…
She waded through danger
And never bit back
She remained calm
When under attack.

Through torture and trauma
She struggled along
With no body to witness
The horror undergone.

Now her voice
Has finally been found,
Once hidden from you
She’s emerged from the ground!

Rejoice the child
Who suffered in silence
Allow her the freedom to
Now break from compliance.