Witness



When I again consider that we are mostly born
alone, sans bard and sans biographer. As they say,
we seek a witness to our life; a some-body
to avow, "I saw him." Or, "I knew Him",
or her, or them. She might think

about the smell of my sweat, I imagine, and maybe
grimace; but then witness to the scent
of my shampoo instead of the smell of
the bathroom after my shame.

But my father's voice bursts in, always
there in my head, somewhere, "You are...
weak!" He sneers. Once he saw me talking
to a brown skinned child, and
he says, "Brown skinned", like it's something disgusting.

Drunken brother jumps from my father's pocket then
speaking only to me, "You knocked him down, but you didn't
hit him! I told you to hit him. You SISSY.
Go in the house and put on a dress".

Put on a dress. Put on a dress.
I always cringe hard for the
ghost family lives in my head,
"Witnesses for the prosecution",
I remind myself, to stay grounded.

About this poem

Another series of memories expressed as poetry. You'll find I tried to explain the cognitive effects of dark memories simultaneous with the substance of those memories. In real time such memories can make a person pause in the middle of a sentence. The heart of PTSD.

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Written on May 24, 2024

Submitted by gary_dean on November 08, 2024

Modified by gary_dean on November 09, 2024

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Quick analysis:

Scheme XXAXX AXXX XXBXB XCAD DAXCX
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 933
Words 193
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 5, 4, 5, 4, 5

Gary B. Dean

 · 1958 · Michigan

Mr. Dean was born in a family of 11 children in rural America in 1958. Poor as Dickensian peasants life was often hard for the family and discipline excessive. He looks hard at wealth and entitlement and wonders at the origin of man's inhumanity to man; he asks the reader when it will end. more…

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  • susan.brumel
    Great piece, Gary. Though I’m sorry you had to endure the harshness.
    LikeReply21 days ago
    • gary_dean
      They say you can't pick your family. I've heard they may be frogs, but you don't have to get into the swamp with them. I am so happy I had other choices. Thanks Susan, for all your comments.
      LikeReply21 days ago
  • gary_dean
    I appreciate it, thanks.
    LikeReply24 days ago
  • alanswansea18
    Well done beautiful.
    LikeReply24 days ago
  • dawg4jesus
    I had a father just like that. He died. God lives. I win
    LikeReply26 days ago
    • gary_dean
      thanks friend. I escaped his hate training, but my brothers not so much. But in my house, it went no further.
      LikeReply 126 days ago
  • gary_dean
    Thank you. If my family was a test I suppose I passed. I understand sadder but wiser, personally. You are very kind to read and comment. Thanks much.
    LikeReply27 days ago
  • Giselavigil
    Wow. Thank you for sharing this heart wrenching story. I felt the emotions, the sadness. It brought tears to my eyes. Well done.
    LikeReply27 days ago
  • angien.26919
    Hated for not seeing color but a person. Racism is dark. Such sad memories but you are a good person.
    LikeReply 11 month ago
    • gary_dean
      Thank you for this wonderful comment. I am so lucky that the world has better voices than my family's and that I could hear them. May I be part of the sound of positive change.
      LikeReply1 month ago

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