Things I Wish To Say To My Dearest Abusers
March 26, 2018|Cultura Colectiva
Binta Jalloh is a young American poet. Her verses reflect the pains and doubts of humankind, and the constant search for answers and signals that show us our value. Her poem "My Dearest Abusers" is a reminder that through the struggles of life and the violence others inflict on us, there´s always hope.
MY DEAREST ABUSERS
Surviving means remaining alive or in existence, and also to carry on despite hardships.
Overcoming means to prevail, surmount and being triumphant.
But I have my own definition of overcoming and surviving.
I overcame because I lived to tell the story.
I overcame because I choose and allowed God to heal me.
I overcame because I allowed God to retrieve the shattered pieces of me
and allowed Him to piece me back together.
I overcame because I chose not to pass on
my brokenness and past trauma onto my child.
I overcame to be sane, liberated and whole
in order to live my God-given destiny.
I overcame to help and let others know there’s a way out
and though fear grips at me as I try to find a way out
I push on.
I overcame to let my abusers know that —though they tried to destroy me— in the end
I will write the last stroke of the pen to my story.
I overcame because deep down inside of my soul
I always knew I was destined for greatness.
I could sense and feel the light that many had tried to snuff out of me,
I always managed to keep flickering.
I overcame because I was and still am determined to know
and experience what’s on the other side.
For I’m already accustomed to what has been or have been
that now I want to know what could and can be
which is royalty and greatness.
And I say that in all humility.
So I say with my hands beating on my chest to God, my beloved son and myself,
Photos by Melania Brescia.