He Can't Hurt Her Anymore Poem by Marie WardAlonge

He knew the family well.
He was considered a trusted friend.
He fooled them all with his devious plan.
He turned out not to be a decent man.

She felt shame.
She was almost a victim by name.
For his disturbances, in her, others tried to blame.
She was a young girl nearly caught in his dirty games.

When she recognized the creature he begin to display,
She wanted to get away before she became his prey.
He had violated her trust.
However, she was strong enough to speak up.
A cry for help-someone heard that young girl plea and took heed.
Much was not done but someone did believe.

In the community, his family had clout.
Keep living in the house.
Let the family get his money.
No need for anyone to find out.

This advice was never spoken but lack of action,
The young girl observed.
She carried on but believed justice was not served.
That scheming man did not get what he deserved.

She knew in small places people like to pretend.
Their thinking is to go on with your life
And keep praying to the end.
This is another childhood story to tell.
Perhaps today, he resides in hell.

For her, the pain is stored,
She tries to close another door.
She knows…he can't hurt her anymore.