Get Your Premium Membership

Just a Story

The cold of the winter bites As she hurried walk home The bus was late tonight She don’t like to be out alone She got out her keys Lock the door behind her Sits with a hot cup of tea And covers on the sofa Same time across the city Another girl wasn't lucky as her She works the night shift But her life will change forever On the subway platform She was pulled by two men Who had their way with her? And left her never to be mend She was found by a passer by She awake in the hospital And was question by police But she never remember it all She couldn't go back to work She was never the same after She decides leaves the city And go live with her mother One morning she got so sick When she smells deodorant So she went to doctor Turns out she was pregnant She sits in MacDonald s Thinking over a cup of coffee Didn't I had normal life Why this did happens to me What is she going to do now? She’s pregnant for rapist Her mother was supportive Saying you will get through this She spoke to the local priest Who said this is an innocent life She always wishes to be pregnant When she is some one wife She decided to have an abortion And was opening the clinic door She ran into an old school friend Hasn’t seen for ten years or more He ask her out to lunch And started talking of day gone by She told him about her situations And he hugs her when she cries He told of his crush for her And it has never gone away Ask her to marry him And he become a father that day They both stand clap proudly As they watch him graduate Then all went out to Manhattan And had dinner to celebrate

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things