Have You Seen Me
My eyes are green, but dimmer than they used to be.
I'm Caucasian, but my skin's stained dirty.
I used to be only four foot three
with ten extra pounds, but now I'm too skinny.
Have you seen me?
With shaky knees, a camera records me
at a far-from-home gas station lobby
as a stranger holds my hand so I can't flee.
I pray to God that someone will save me!
Have YOU seen me!?
What I've had to experience no eyes should see.
Blood-curdling screams were my helpless plea,
as utterances received more cruelty.
I used to be unsuppressed and free.
Have you seen me??
I'd plot my breakaway to no avail daily,
but one day he dozed off while watching TV.
Intoxicated, he unguarded the key.
Scantily clat and hungry, I fled frantically.
HAVE you seen me?
I ran like that dream when my legs are like jelly,
lacking muscle tone and stability,
but I wasn't far from the public library...
Now I'm re-united with my family.
Have you SEEN me?
It's difficult to live with my reality.
I visit a therapist regularly.
Friends took a while to recognize me...
...now five foot four, once four foot three.
Have you seen ME?
8-7-2022
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