Whispers of madness.

White walls, empty Halls

Echoes of silenced pain and lives put on eternal hold.

Unmarried asylum seekers in days of old

Imprisoned indefinitely to save their souls.

 

Families wanted them hidden away

To arrest society’s decay

Often damaged not decadent

Guilty of innocence rather than indolence.

 

Incest often lead to childbirth and illegitimacy

They were declared insane because of forced intimacy

What madness masqueraded within

When authority had power and victims powerless remained?

 

©Alison Jean Hankinson

Image- Woman In A Psychiatric Ward With Two Dolls. Stock Photo, Picture in public domain.

 

 

 

 

 

Author: alisonhankinson

I am a school teacher and a mum and a red cosmic skywalker, and sometimes a netball coach...but beneath it all I am a writer...

3 thoughts on “Whispers of madness.”

    1. We had a lot of asylums most were gradually dismantled in the 1980’s onwards following the Mental Health act 1983. This poem was based on my memories of visiting Calderstones whilst supporting adults back into the community, where it became clear that many of the longer term female residents had been sectioned for giving birth out of wedlock. The memory stayed with me.

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