Lullaby for My Inner Child

Lullaby for My Inner Child ~ A poem by Dale, a survivor of Rift Valley Academy, Kenya

Song:
Come now my child, I'm here for you now
I'm willing to help, if you let me know how.
Stay here with me, I'll listen, I'll hold you.
I'll gently rock you and sing you this song. 
Rest now my child; secure in the presence
Of one who would guard you and keep you from harm.

The secret of years you've held on your own;
Locked up in the dark of the inner soul's room.
Let it find freedom, find freedom at last
Shedding light on the memories of horrors long past.
Revealing a story of innocence lost;
no, innocence stolen, at untold cost.

For fear kept you distant, 
and shame kept you quiet, 
and feelings of guilt kept you living a lie. 
Wary of others; safer alone
One of life's twists.
You learned to survive. 

There are so many things no child understands;
Secluded spaces, wandering hands
Work turned to touching, confusing the child;
Splintering trust. The world went wild
When play turned to something no longer a game.
Rendering the soul a life sentence of shame.

Come now my child, I'm here for you now
I'm willing to help, if you let me know how.
Stay here with me, I'll listen, I'll hold you.
I'll gently rock you and sing you this song. 
Rest now my child; secure in the presence
Of one who would guard you and keep you from harm.

You wandered the fringes of far away places
and watched from a distance: alert and alone
Carried the burden of shadows and secrets, 
accepting the judgment as yours - all your own.
You suffered; suffered with no one to hear,
Your cries were those silent: terror dried tears.
Your anger controlled; held tightly inside.
Emotions were deadly and must be denied.

For fear kept you distant, 
and shame kept you quiet, 
and feelings of guilt kept you living a lie. 
Wary of others; safer alone
One of life's twists.
You learned to survive. 

Now let the tears flow when they're ready to come,
They're precious, their healing, do not be ashamed.
Sacred they mingle in a river of pain;
That so many - too many have known.
Scream out if you need to: cry if you will
'til peace shall enfold you, I'll stay with you still.
Come now my child, I'm here for you now
I'm willing to help, if you let me know how.
Stay here with me, I'll listen, I'll hold you.
I'll gently rock you and sing you this song. 
Rest now my child; secure in the presence
Of one who would guard you and keep you from harm.