Child
there's a child
tryin hard to hold on to his breath
as it tries to scape his tiny and fragile body
he cries all night in pain
a woman is on the verge of giving up
neighbors keep on mockin
ignoring the fact that we all go through the same path
there's a child
same age as mine
having nightmares of sexual abuse
by his uncle
i wonder if he's gonna realise
that it wasn't a dream at all
but the reality of his life as a child
will he be able to survive
that past hauntin him
now that he has grwon beard?
Copyright © Emmanuel Balele | Year Posted 2010
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