Safe Place

Every day 1 in 4 WOMEN will experience sexual violence and physical abuse from their so-called life partner or stalking behavior after a break-up.
Today Philly-News wants to put a spotlight on programs that help victims of abuse.
We all need to do our part in this world to help our future generations of single mothers and children reach their full potential .Let’s not destroy people but up-lift them. Volunteering or donating to the below services; Can help raise awareness and provide essential support to abused women and kids. Here are some of the programs that help abused women and kids in the Philadelphia and New Jersey area.

1- NJ Coalition to End Domestic Violence: Is a statewide association that provides leadership, support and resources on the prevention of domestic violence for all victims in New Jersey through advocacy, education and training, technical assistance and community awareness. They have a list of programs and services here or you can call their 24/7 hotline at 1-800-572-SAFE (7233).

2- Philly Women Against Abuse: Is a nonprofit organization that serves the victims of domestic violence. The organization has served more than 11,409 women and their children. They offer services such as emergency safe havens, case management, counseling, legal assistance, and education. You can visit their website here or call them at (215) 386-1280

Link: https://womenagainstabuse.org/

Link: https://www.catholiccharitiestrenton.org/domestic-violence-services/

Poem For This Week:

My name is Sasha.
My sister is Leigh.
I am six,
And she is three.

Our dad’s always mad.
He screams and he yells.
I don’t think he likes us.
It’s easy to tell.

Mum’s only kind
When dad’s not around,
And when he is home,
She hardly makes a sound.

Mum’s always out,
Never home.
Dad’s always drunk
And always alone.

As soon as we hear
Those jingly keys,
We run and hide.
We run and plea.

We find a place
And curl up tight.
I hold her hand
And she holds mine.

And soon enough,
Dad then walks in.
Don’t make a sound; don’t say a word.
I pray inside, deep within.

But Leigh, she cannot help herself
For the pain is just too much.
“Oh God,” she yells,
“Why are you so mean?”

He doesn’t like what she has said
And beats her even more,
And with one last hit,
Hard and strong, he pulls away and watches.

She takes one last gasp of air,
Our hands still holding,
Then falls to the ground where I sat
And doesn’t move a muscle.

I stare at him ,
My eyes so blue.
He looks at me
And yells, “O you!”

“How dare you.
Make me so mad.
This is all your fault
Go cry be sad!”

My name is Sasha.
My sister is Leigh.
I am six,And my beautiful sister was only three

That day my Daddy
Murdered her.
My best friend,
She was my world.

We stuck together
Through thick and thin,
But now she’s gone.
I’m lost within.

When I was six, my sister three.
My Daddy murdered Leigh.
Since that day I have not spoke a word.

By Kyra Lee

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40 Day Prayers


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