~~the Bogeymen In The Black Boots ~~ Poem by Patricia Etienne

On this foul terrain
Even the very light blowing wind
Bring the strongest man off balance
Go figure the heavy black boots predators
who spread torture by buckets.
Blowing fire with burning pressure,
and oppression with no measure.
To meltdown those who are reluctant towards their doings.
Like the no kindest, no heart Apocalypses' laws
Intimidation is ruled to win souls
Rejeanne's father underwent the surgery of oppression
The tortured knife was used to rid of his opposition sense and his activist blood
Poor Rejeanne, she witnessed the entire reckless operation,
and when her father last breath got taken out like a candle light.
Her mother escaped through the back wooden window
With little Rejeanne carried on to her shoulder
Hours later she fled the country,
and left Rejeanne behind with her Grand-Mama.
Poor child has carried the cross of her time.
She felt short-changed to have lost her father,
and sort of abandoned by her mother.
She shed tears of broken memories;
Especially, on father's day same for Mother's day.
Although, her Grand-Mama really tried to act as her parents,
but at times that didn't cut the drill.
She really needed someone called Mom and Dad to love her.
For Rejeanne, being a toddler and life without parents was very upheaval.
The many distressing dreams she always had,
Related to the traumatic event she had suffered.
Her nightmares content - the bogeymen in the black boots;
Trying to break the door open.
Horrific dreams, that she often awoken with her heart pounding from fear.
Through many years, Rejeanne spent each day of her life like a massive morn.
She grew into an anxious adult
Nonetheless compassionate...
Still with the long lasting emotional effects of traumatic experienced