Our Father who art in Prison Hallowed be thy name.

David Wakeling

Aiden we need to talk.
I know you call me Cynthia and that’s fine.
But  I’m you Mother and I would never lie to you.
However I have kept a secret all these years.

Aiden you are 16 now and you are going to the dance with Jeanie.
Now Jeanie is a lovely girl. You know I love her very much.
She reminds me of myself at 16.Trusting.

Now I need to tell you about your Father,
I haven’t spoken about him very much. Actually not at all.
I tried to wipe those memories from my mind.

We were very young about your age a when we meet.
Your Father was very handsome and I fell in love.
But I wasn’t ready for a serious relationship.
Do you understand what I mean?  Serious relationship.
One night we went driving and he wanted to well you know.
But I kept saying I wasn’t ready. But he would take no for an answer.
He started to hurt me so I punched him in the eye. He just went crazy.
I got out of the car and started walking home. I was dark and I was scared.
I sat under a street lamp and he pulled up in the car.
Well Aiden the rest of the story is not pretty.
He tore my clothes off and went crazy. There was blood coming out his eyes.
I was never so scared in all my life.
Next morning I woke up in hospital and I had a broken arm and bruises everywhere.
The nurse sad I might even be pregnant. She was right.

Nine months later you were born. My beautiful Aiden
I know this is a lot to think about.
But you are going to want to kiss Jeanie and that’s perfectly natural.
But if she says no. You must walk away. Do you understand.
You must walk away.
Because if you hurt her. I will end your life. Do you understand.
I will end your life. Do you understand.

“Yes Mom”

  • Author: David Wakeling (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 10th, 2025 03:14
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  • TobaniNataiella

    A powerful and emotional piece of the horrific nature of rape, although she loves her son dearly she is always reminded of being raped. She is clearly telling her son you will not follow in your fathers footsteps

    • David Wakeling

      Indeed.The power of the Mother.Thanks for commenting

      • TobaniNataiella

        You are very welcome

      • sorenbarrett

        Raw and powerful, loaded with emotion. This one speaks to issues of domination, abuse and pain. Hard to read,

        • David Wakeling

          Yes your are right but it is happening every day.Thanks for your comments

        • Cassie58

          A powerful poem. The ending reminded me how much damage is inflicted on the victims of rape and abuse. A strong warning for the son.

          • David Wakeling

            Indeed you are right.Sons need warnings .Thanks for commenting

          • arqios

            Wow! To the point of death threats. We live in a crazy world. It could be being raised by a strong single mum would have kept him on the straight and narrow.

            • David Wakeling

              Lets hope so. Yes it is a crazy world .Thanks for commenting

            • Tony36

              EXCELLENT write David

              • David Wakeling

                Thank you so much mi amigo

                • Tony36

                  You're welcome

                • Goldfinch60

                  Strong words David.

                  Andy

                  • David Wakeling

                    Tough love from a mother who cares.Thanks for reading



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