Face of an angel, with beauty rare, <br />masking the pain that was hidden there. <br />Too many times she was abused, <br />bearing the burden, alone and confused. <br />No one willing to help or share, and <br />no one left that really cared. <br />The sad blue eyes, the childish face, <br />bear the scars of shame and disgrace. <br />Forced to feel that she's to blame, <br />For the story untold because of the name. <br />A man of the town, his beautiful wife— <br />no one believed he would take her life. <br />She begged for help but no one dared <br />to get involved or show they cared. <br />We share the guilt and we're all to blame, <br />when we don't believe because of the name.<br /><br />Billye Phillips Beck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/because-of-the-name/
