June 5, 2016 (3: 15 Pm) Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Thank you Susan for reading my words. Am working on all of the trauma; You must understand that it is not just the home invasion in June but a series of attacks on us. (My husband and I) Our story would read like a horror movie on victimization - in our case - the truth is stranger than fiction. This has happened before - only we were not present. Our home has not always been our castle. We have shared all of the journals i was asked to keep...so the information and knowledge of these actions are known about by the right people. Local law enforcement is good but there are much better ways of dealing with this..more sophisticated ways. In all of my life never could i have ever imagined that there are people like this who have zero conscience(even though they write about it) Our lives have been tampered with for the last time. This darkness that a certain person has brought upon us is going to end. Truly believe this person and those who work for him have really enjoyed playing with our minds and our physical health. He is utterly diabolical. Quoting passages of bible verse one day - the next breaking the Golden Rule: Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Thank you for your praise and advise and trying to raise me up. My beloved husband and i need a lawful ending to this. Truly justice must finally be served.

This poem echoes and trembles with uncertainty and discomfort- -your world has been invaded and your comfort has been stolen. My heart aches for you, Theo- -I miss the gamin smile that glinted through many of your poems, I miss the sparkling va-va-boom, the adventurous whither shall we go now that bounded through many of your pieces. Even the sad pieces you have written we knew would not remain the staple of your days- - you would see silver lining no matter how distant. Girl, this site is a hole in the ground without you- -so write this out of your system and write joy back into your system, get thyself a pony-sized dog- they don't have to be mean, they just gotta look like they eat trespassers as a mid-day treat and bark so loud that neighbors 5 miles away will hear, and I will keep a prayer-chain going.... In the mean-time write this out of your system- -maybe giving me the chills and the willy-nillys will get it out of yours- I know I have gotten a few heartaches and middle of the night terrors out of my system by writing. And by the way, this is very well-written my dear poetress! 10++++++++++.