Uncertainty is all I See

Written from the point of view of a kidnapped child.

 

I’m playing in my yard, not meaning any harm.

I don’t think there’s a cause for alarm.

Then suddenly a stranger appears nearby

Tall enough to reach the sky.

 

“Would you like some candy?” She smiles.

I look toward the house and think a while.

“Your mommy and daddy told me to come.”

“They want me to take you to have some fun.”

 

I look at the house again, but then she becomes mean.

“Come now!” She grabs me, and I start to scream.

“Mommy! Mommy!” I sob uncontrollably.

Mommy comes out to see what’s happening to me.

 

The woman is to fast for her; mommy can’t catch us.

“Mommy! Mommy!” I continue to fuss.

She tells me that mommy doesn’t want me anymore.

I don’t know what to believe, so I cry some more.

 

“Quiet!” She says, “I’m your mommy now.”

“When we get home, you’ll like it somehow.

I want my mommy my home, me

But uncertainty is all I see.

Reviews

[Phibby Venable]

This is good..seems very much the child's viewpoint..the uncertainty,
all of it. The characters in the poem come alive with your words. I like
it a lot. Very well written.