In An Inane Land

She was in an inane land, 
Unbeknownst to her, since
She was raised by
Diseased, rancid 
Individuals.

Growing up with
Them as primaries,
She had no idea 
That other children
At two did not have
To hunt down their
Breakfast and cook it
If they wanted to eat.

No one was there to tell her
About tooth brushing or 
Personal hygiene.  As a consequence,
Her teeth had rotted and fallen
Out already, and she was
Only 4015 days into her
Earth life.

11 years to you people who count
In Earth time.
She lived differently than
Most, but don’t we all live 
Differently?  If we compare
Stories with siblings,
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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