Are You Alive
born was i
once
into a home that was lost
emptiness filled the void
where no one knew how to dance
food water shelter
that was all that was given
under the pretense of "love"
gone was the man to work...to drink
gone was the woman in her mind
gone was the boy in his own pity
someone said
i was "the apple of..." someone's eye
does that have meaning
was i to be consumed as an apple is eaten
food for eyes
explain man called dad
you know me not
woman called mother: guilt is her name
you taught me how to get beaten
and take it well
you taught me how to be a good girl
a slave
you taught me how to obey
do you hate that i think
is that why you never talked to me
is it the questions i ask
does my existence bother you
why
are you alive
Copyright © Beverly King | Year Posted 2012
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