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APRIL 30,1990

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I couldn't help her today

I feel so grieved

she is a friend

a friend in need

what could I have said

what form of support could I give

what does one do when a close friend

no longer wishes to live

she has always been there

always willing to share

I've been told many a time that the

two of us are quite a pair

on a dark night she was taken

when I found out I was truly quite shaken

WHY HER?

my friend of so many happy years

her pain and my momentary disbelief in humanity

have drown in her tears

could I live with that kind of pain

or would my self healing attempts

merely be in vain

she is a lot stronger than I

that I can not deny

I just pray that I have truly been a friend

and I will stick it out with her to the

very end

whatever that may be........

(written April 30,1990)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem shortly after I had learned that a dear close friend of mine had been raped. For the first time, it hit home how close such dangers can get. It was very scary. This friend was so much like me that I wondered if had it been me who had been raped if my outlook on men, intimacy and a healthy love of sex would have been too so brutally altered. That day I prayed for my dear friend and I thanked God that I myself had been spared such tragedy and blessedly I still have been spared that to this very day. My heart goes out to all women that this has happened to and to their dear friends who have to bear witness up close to the psychological destruction of a formerly vibrant and fun and loving woman.

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