Shattered

My trust has been…
My faith has been…
My belief in most humans has been…
My love for myself has been…
My will to live at times has been…
My desire has been…
My faith in justice has been…
My dignity has been…
My family has been…
Most of all my childhood memories
Have been…
SHATTERED

With broken bones, cuts and scraps, the pain goes away and the bones mend in a short period of time. With child sexual abuse, the pain and emotional scars sometimes never go away and you never forget about it; EVER!!

Children are our future. We must do whatever it takes to protect them from all types of predators and dangers that are out there and even right here next to us.

Martin, you are my hero, my strength, my reason to carry on the fight to bring awareness of child sexual abuse. If it was not for you I can say that I probably never would have come forward about what had happened to me so many years ago. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of you with great admiration and yet sorrow at the same time to see such a great and powerful man die so young and tragically.

I can say I have felt your pain to some degree. I have been to that point of no return, but fortunately or unfortunately which ever you want to look at it, I was unsuccessful. It was a pleasure just to have known you, even though it was only for a short period of time.
GOD BLESS YOU MARTIN KRUZE.


Derek Dukelow