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No matter what the problem
I'm here to hold your hand
Reaching out with kindness
You know I'll understand

In life we all have problems
It seems to be that way
We laugh and cry together
Our hearts will rule the day

You have always been there
In this very special way
In just one fleeting moment
Life's kindness heart's bouquet

Friendship has great meaning
When shared so graciously
Together now my sweet friend
We're healing constantly

In life we need each other
The love is always there
Friends in life forever
Perhaps in silent prayer

Burdens in life many
Tears in life will fall
When the world seems empty
Our shadows standing tall.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
Šused with permission, Nov 22, 2002
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Break The Silence
~ by Donald J. Hunt ~

If you take a couple of minutes to read this Commentary,
maybe while you enjoy a Sunday morning cup of coffee, you
should know that while you're reading and sipping, thirteen
women will be physically abused in America. Two of those
women will be raped, one or both of them by a man she knows.
Eight or more of those women will resist the attacks,
verbally and/or physically.

Half the women in America will be in abusive relationships
during their lives. Women are nine times more likely to
be attacked at home than on the street, and they're more
likely to be raped by someone they know than by a stranger.
When they know their attackers they're more than twice as
likely to suffer injuries as they are when they don't know
them. Many of those injuries will be so severe the victims
won't be able to drink coffee for a long time, if ever
again. Put your cup aside and I'll tell you how I know
these statistics: I have had the pain and the awakening
of seeing the Clothesline Project on display.

The National Clothesline Project was started in 1990. It
consists of T-shirts created by women who have been the
victims of violence, or by their surviving family or
friends. There's a color scheme to the shirts, though it's
not rigidly followed: yellow or beige is for women who have
been battered or assaulted; red, pink or orange is for women
who have been raped or sexually assualted; blue or green is
for women survivors of incest or child sexual abuse;
purple or lavender is for women attacked because of their
perceived sexual orientation; black is for women who have
been gang-raped; and white is for women who have died as
a result of violence.

The Ventura County Clothesline Project currently has
fifty-five shirts, all made by local victims, or by their
families. I assure you that every color and category
listed above is included in the display. I have never in
my life experienced a more moving, more haunting, more
shaming feeling than what I felt while I stood before
the silent cloth witnesses to what is happening to women
and girls in this nation. In fact the point, the purpose
of the Clothesline Project, nationally and locally, is to
"Break the Silence" and put an end to this cycle of
cruelty.

More than 58,000 Americans died in the Vietnam War.
During that war 51,000 American women were killed in the
U.S., by men who supposedly loved them. We built a wall
to honor those who died in Vietnam, a long, black slash
across the national conscience, so that we would not
forget those who gave their all. But we have built no
such wall, no monument, to the women who died and
continue to die in such awful numbers, or to so many
more women who suffer emotional and physical injuries
yet somehow survive. We hope that as a nation we learned
something from Vietnam, but there is no indication that
we have learned what a price we all pay when we continue
to allow this epidemic of violence.

Stand before the clothesline, read the stories the
T-shirts tell. They're all graphic and compelling,
regardless of the words used to describe what their
creators went through. Those women, and all the women
who have created shirts, all the women who have been
victims of violence, are as courageous as any decorated
combat veteran, any soldier who stood before an enemy,
any Medal of Honor winner - they were all those things
and more, because they too often had to stand alone.

One definition of society is "The institutions and
culture of a distinct self-perpetuating group." We are
certainly a society, markedly so when we realize that the
institutions and culture with which we surround ourselves
seem so intent on perpetuating violence against women.
But no society can rightfully call itself a civilization,
civil being the operative part of the equation, so long as
it allows such violence to continue, or depends on the
victims of that violence to stop it.

It's time to "Break the Silence" and become a civilization.
You can help by seeing the Clothesline Project, or by
supporting it. For information on how you can do both,
contact your local NOW chapter (National Organization for
Women) or Victims of Abuse Hotline. Make a difference, and
your coffee won't taste as bitter as it does right now.

Lighting the way to a brighter future!