Shaunda Lindsay Poet Bio

No Rabbit For Me Please

I had a little bunny
honey was her name

She was so cute and funny
till I clubbed her in the brain

So sad I had to eat her
but I'm really not to blame

Was the doings of my daddy
and his sickly little games

I had to hang my bunny
in the killing tree

She kicked and screamed so madly
till my mind went free

I cut her throat and peeled her
but I wasn't really there

That's the story of my bunny
my lifeless skinless little hare

Have you ever heard a rabbit scream? 

It sounds just like me

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Njeri Hunjeri April 7, 2016 at 7:57 PM i just came from reading "charade" and "when God was sleeping". very sad and painful past. someone did try hard to destroy your childish. the last two lines in this poem are very powerful. stay strong my friend and keep penning. 7+++ Shaunda Lindsay April 7, 2016 at 8:06 PM Thank you so much for the kind comment...Yes, my father destroyed my childhood and with his destruction I gained the true power that comes with surviving. I left home at 14 and never looked back. Thank you again hun. Njeri Hunjeri April 7, 2016 at 7:59 PM oops am sorry, i wanted to say childhood. not childish. typo. i apologize for that

Skat A March 15, 2016 at 5:27 PM wow, poor you and rabbit, I can't describe mine. awesome. SKAT Shaunda Lindsay March 15, 2016 at 6:14 PM :) Thanks hun..

Poet Destroyer A March 14, 2016 at 5:18 PM I heard a rabbit scream... it was horrible... sad, sad...enjoyed. Linda Shaunda Lindsay March 14, 2016 at 5:37 PM It is sad. Horribly eerie. Thank you again. I promise I do have some poems that aren't dark. Now, where did I put those...lol