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Ann Free Spirit | Synopsis | Mother Francis of Rome | Rev. Fr. Thomas Doyle | We Stand By You Rev. Fr. Doyle | A Letter of Hope | A Little Help Fom a Friend | From a Friend | A Priest Doing God's Work | Innocents was Taken | Mr. Savano | Pope John Paul II | Pope John Paul II | Nun Suddened by the Truth | Shield accused nun | Abuse by nun's hands, not God's | Together we Stand | Priest Abusing Nuns | Next to Godliness.. | First Stirke Out | The New Cardinals | Catholic News Site | The Testament Site | Reaching: Out to Stuart & Paul | A Little Child Stands in Line | A Lonly Little Child | Nobody's Child | Rosary Beads in The Hall | I Give You My Hand In Friendship | When I Hear These Things | One More Nights Sleep | If Only | Humpty Dumpty | I Love You | Don't Let Go Until Tomorrow | My Dearest Lover | The Lonely Rose | How Did I Survive???? | Children Need Love | A Friend is What I Want to Find | I Give You My Hand In Friendship | When the Night Comes | Who Am I??? | There Are So Many Tears | Maria, What I see in You | Re-abuse | You Were Always Here With me | Fear Within 2003 | Elvis!!! | My Life Was Stolen From Me | God Is My Witness | I want My Freedom From My Torment & Pain | Give Me my Time to Heal. | Nuclear War | When the nuns had their fates | How do They Live With Themseleves? | Re-abuse 2002 | We Want Our Faith Back | Spiritual Abuse | My Faith was Strong | Trust was Broken | I Cry Each Day | Bless me Father | Hear our Cries | The nuns Picked on the same children | Apologize to us | Like Saints and Martyrs | Half Truths | Tell The World the Truth | No More Lies | Nun wrongly claimed dead | Hurt so Bad | Acknowledgment & Justice | Innocent Unwanted Children of Nazareth House | My Family | Our Wedding Day 1965 | My Son Robert 1 | My Son Robert II | My Daughter Joanne | My Daughter Rachel | My Daughter Bridget | My Four Grand Children | My Mother's Family | Mother I | Mother I

When I Hear These Things

When I Hear of my Mother
I think of the hate you had For her
of the bad and hurtful words
you said to me

about her because of my birth

When I hear Elvis sing
I think when at the age of 15 years
a priest sexually abused me
so a thrashing across a bed
I got for the lies

the priest told of that day

When I hear of Joseph of many colors
I think of the first jersey
I knitted up in rib of many colors
which you took off me

and gave it to another girl

When I hear a baby or child cry
I think of the 3 Ladies
who sexually abused me
under the age of 5 years old
while in their care under the nuns

When I hear a drunken man
I think of the nursery
with drunken men swearing
outside the nursery door
while we slept

in our beds at night

 

 When I hear of Jesus  

I think about me
tied hand and feet to a bed
while naked being thrashed 
with 3 nuns around the bed

When I hear of the kitchen and cooks
I think of begging the nuns
not to thrash me
while on my hands and knees
until I could not walk

When I hear about a cellar
I think about being pushed
down the stairs to stay in there
without food or water hours on end
and the floor which I had to use
for there was no toilet down there

When I hear about the nuns
I think of the lies they told me
of me being an orphan child
of me being bold and dirty
of body, soul and my mind

When I hear of my mother
I think of the love I missed
as her children tell me
about her kindness
Her loving heart
she had for them all

When I hear about families
I think of the family I did not have
and how I find it hard to talk
to my brothers and sisters

I have now
as I am on the outside still looking in

When I hear about the church
I think of so many things
the nuns and priest who lied to me
of the fear of any priest

of whom I may see
tied hand and feet to the ends of the bed
like Jesus on the cross
of the nuns coming back from church

to whip the sins of my mother out of me

When I hear of nuns and priest
I think of the fear I have for them
of the way they verbally abused me
of how they locked me in broom cupboards
and not knowing what wrong I had done

Now tell me how I can get rid
of these bad things
which were done to me.

Make them good when I hear
of all the things I think about

If you can see a way I can not see
Then a helping hand is what I want
but when I need one
no one hears my fears
of those awful years
in the orphanages
of the catholic church
nuns and priest
for so many years