Raping they childhood's away........................

A cry for my sister's childhood........?

Time the essence of now

My spirit seeks to know

What happend to the girl child in you.

Never did i thought

The moment would come

When little girls would trade away

They innocent faces

For tight jeans oppreasing they hips

Horse hair weaved so deep, sufocating the memoirs of they short lived childhood

Makeup dis-colouring they faces

And they under-developed breast imprisoned by the two times two small tops they wear.

 

(What happened to these innocent faces?)

(How does an un-mother'd mother become a mother in the first place?)

 

What went wrong that a mother now

Fears her own seed is after her own sexual pleasure.

How can it be that my almost teenage sister

Has already began the process of planting her generational seeds

Before my oooh so grown up aunt.

 

How is it that these innocent faces

Are freely given away they innocents

To man packaged for women multiple times they age's,

Trading away the good old candy to suck they candies

And intoxicating they bodies with Mr Jack Daniels.

 

(What happened or are this happening's a part life?)

 

Is it normal for me to lay eyes on my

13 year old going on 30 niece

And see her as women but not as a little girl?

 

Time the essence of now

My soul seeks to know

What happen'd in between the short gap of my time and their time..............................?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Some decision in a life leave permanent marks and responsibilities. Poem ask very good questions. I believe children need education in school by train teachers in the emotion of love and sex. Can't stop mistakes and errors. Maybe give more wisdom to young people. Poem is powerful and sad.
Coyote