Talking it up!

Hi I am working on several things in my life.  Besides tending and keeping my home in order and myself up.  I have been helping homeless children by donating what ever I can.  I love these homeless children and am very concerned for their lives.  I'm not able to do much but I do what I can.  I am going to have a bake sale of cookies and see what kind of money I can raise for them.
I'm also working on my book of poems, oh I'd like to get it published but the time just isn't right, right now.
I am a survivor of abuse and my poems tell of this abuse.  I look back at the first 21 years of my life and think it is not good, but I look at my life now and say it is very good.  Here is one of my poems that I have written.  Poetry is an art in itself, and I like poetry a lot.

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Exploding destruction rips to shreds
and tosses heaping piles of confusion throughout
torn pieces of flesh pulse and ache in a child, this child
Quick and sure reality
pictures of ugly evil and pitiful sakes
forbidden tracts stomped and ruined
hurt so deep and wide in a child, this child
Terror and fright kicks and fights a child, this child,
An iron child
make believe?  No!  a child, this child
intruders brutal force, pain so keen
a piercing pain, iron child's fierce return
Laughter, grabbing and stabbing pain
lust entangled, a madman?  games?
Insane!  a stone cold reaction fuels anger
in action, in a child, this child, an iron child
worlds pass in and out
mixed emotions play and prey viciously about
reality? rage? terror? pain?  Racked with confusion in a child, this child, an iron child
spread out to be devoured