Sixteen On the Street Corners

Sixteen she became more of a sexist. With her skin smooth to reek the care of her mothers touch. Sixteen in a black backless dress, a mistress look,yet a woman to every men passing on the street corners. Men with no back bone, i call then spineless. Those that made her every breath heavy, when life was at ease. Breath under nudity the scenary behind her. Sixteen missing periods and window period. Cometh was a life of prescribtions and mother hood. A used up beauty at sixteen, nolonger useful to them. They saw only a usedfool with beauty nolonger in use. Beautiful to bloodyfool with a child to call every man on the street corner father. Sixteen on the street corners