Andy DW Poet Rhyme

A birthday to remember

Eyes open on the floor
Woken cold and sore
Skin clinging to the carpet
When will I be his target

Spring day, sun rising
Ready for something exciting 
My 9th birthday is here
Surely they will take me somewhere

Body still in discomfort
Surely one day without hurt
As my body stirs bruises shine
I let out a whimpering whine

Preparing for morning ablutions
Unknowingly wakes other humans
No one shouts no one talk
Locked door may as well be a block

Hours pass, only company a dirty bucket
And a child with a shadow puppet
Aiken e once again is my friend
Always something to comprehend 

Muffled voices appear
Feminine, careful not to mishear
Silence! A click of the door
My body frozen to the core

My older sister appears
Flanked by tyrants
A quiet happy birthday spoken
My face screams heart broken

A bottle of water and a loaf of bread
Tears fall down my head
No one to save me
No one to run and flee

A chuckle from those supposed to care
Was reared to be the spare
I wish the floor could of swallowed me whole
Click! The door locked closed

I was just a boy, not a monster
A small child not a monster
Young and vulnerable
Forced to be miserable

Naughty child, not evil
Made to be feeble
Lost and lonely
I just became stony

Hours of loneliness followed
While I cried and wallowed
Missed by nobody
Just a detainee

A gentle knock startled me
Click! Hushed voice I didn’t foresee 
My mother with a treat
A pot noodle to eat

A slice of cake, no fan fare
I still offered to share
The door closed quietly
Always forced into compliancy

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