How I Became a Street Boy

Can a lioness tender care Cease towards the child she bare Yes she may be forgetful Yet I shall never forget you Words of mom on that fateful day As she lay there in the most pitiable way She drew me closer and held me tight And I knew something didn’t feel alright She said she had earned her wings to fly But I didn’t understand until she said goodbye I looked and saw the cease of her breath As her eyelids closed in death I called mama! mama! but no answer Alas! she has been taken by the cancer I gripped her motionless body as I wailed And my tears on her body trailed I watched those around shed their tears As they held me trying to show their cares They uttered their words of sorrow Asking what will be of my tomorrow For I grew up not knowing my dad Apparently he died when his health got bad My only aunt, Mary was a policewoman With a great career but in her life, no man She came to the house the next day Looking all fabulous and gay And with gentle words rolling out her lips She promised to give me a life of bliss Few weeks later, I was at aunty Mary’s It was a fine house decked with roses I felt happy and felt at home For in the street,I didn’t have to roam She called me into her room that silent night Said she will give something to make me feel alright Sooner than I knew it, clothes were disappearing And I stood speechless and shocked staring She was totally naked and so was I I felt awkward and couldn’t look her eye She carried me into her spacious bed And I felt wild confusions rioting my head She stroked me with her hand Yet I couldn’t understand Drew me closer to the center of her femininity And the realisation of the drama came to me in clarity Despite the pains,she said I will feel alright Though eight years old,I knew it wasn’t right I stood frozen that night and couldn’t think For she stole my innocence in the blink My whole body was beyond broken For I trod a path I have never taken The blue light was there yet I felt blind All I could feel was bleakness in my mind She smiled and laughed while I frowned Giving me promises of driving me downtown She pleaded and begged that I shouldn’t tell That she is simply making me feel well The next day she called me again And I went dreading another pain She lay on the bed with no cloth And on thee table was a bottle of hot She ordered me to come on top Ignoring my plea as I begged her to stop She kept her hand over my mouth Though in pain was I but I couldn’t shout Her plea for me no to tell became an injunction That I had to obey if I didn’t want eviction She murdered my innocence and stole my pride Inflicting my heart with scars in all side Whenever I heard the sound of her car I developed a fresh hurting scar She would greet me with a warm smile But all I saw in her smile was vile I gave her back a broken smile and false laughter Knowing what would happen a little later She would enter her room to have a shower After dinner,she would call me into her bower Gave me fruits and lots of cookies Telling me to get set for another rounds of nookies I would want to say NO but no words came I felt anger, bitterness and a deep shame I felt chained and I needed to be free Even those cookies tasted like poisons to me In school,her torment made me hide in shame Couldn’t even join other kids to play any game They felt I was an unusual child Because I was always trying to hide Academically, I performed badly Socially, I flopped hopelessly Oh! the trauma was too much to bear For I lived every minute in fear And as each day grew gradually to dusk I dreaded, knowing the imminent task Four years went by with this constant rape And I thought it was time for me to escape Yes I was ready to roam the street And face whatever came out of it My heart was already hardened I decided to leave her deeply burdened As I planned of what to do to this heartless aunty That would cause her a great anxiety An idea took root in my mind Of what befitted a being of her kind She has stolen the joy of my childhood “Steal then also her livelihood" As usual,she called me into her bower one night And there,was her stainless pistol in sight I walked in and sat on the mattress While she was in the bathroom trying to undress I quickly made for her pistol Yes I had gathered enough mettle And as soon as she opened the bathroom door I pulled the trigger and she lay there dead on the floor Yes I did take her life For she had given me so much strife And at such young age,I became a killer For she turned a beast who was supposed to be my pillar I ran out of the gate that horrible night Into the dark lonely street with no one in sight And that’s how I became a street boy