Pay Attention

Pay attention
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Just when she thinks the coast is clear
In walks the ghost with a smile and a can of beer
“Come over here - let me tell you a story”
“Sit on my lap - you don’t have to worry”
“Do as I say and it won’t be gory”
 
Pay attention
~~~~~~~~~~
As the ghost tells his bed time story
Strokes her hair and tells her not to worry
Listening to this ghost and his horrific sounds
Her body is stiff, her heart pounds 
She tries not to cry as his pants begin to round

Pay attention
~~~~~~~~~~
“You know I love you” the story begins
“Don’t tell mommy” the story ends
Back in bed alone in the dark
The ghost and his beer have left their mark
An innocent “bedtime story” is how it all starts

Lay

**Submitted to Crystal Wilkins Childhood Memories Contest
*Won 2nd place
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Ahmed Avatar
May 19, 2023 at 3:32 AM
Brilliant style in writing the dark issue! Impressed. Childhood nightmare if i should say. Best Wishes.
Bradley Avatar
May 8, 2023 at 9:21 AM
Peace and love, may you forever have love and happiness for you and all your loved ones, your lovely soul shines through your poetry, Love always
Brown Avatar
July 8, 2011 at 11:46 AM
I enjoyed reading your amazing poetry today Lay and this is one of my favorites by you. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with good health, love, laughter, and loads of inspiration. Love, Carol
Kendrick Avatar
December 31, 2010 at 5:18 PM
Congratulations on your win..Sara
Duffin Avatar
December 30, 2010 at 7:08 AM
Hi Walayyee. What an exceptional piece on the slaughter of innocence. A credit to you and thoroughly deserved second place . may 2011 be kind to you. Eamon
Brown Avatar
December 30, 2010 at 5:39 AM
Congratulations on your win Lay in Crystal Wilkin's contest. Love, Carol
Roberts Avatar
December 29, 2010 at 8:46 PM
what a tragic tale Lay, well written for your well deserved 2nd place
Laan Avatar
December 29, 2010 at 3:26 PM
This is a very sad tale of the many innocent lives destroyed, all over our world. This is a very powerful write, how he lured the child in, it gives me the creeps but very well written. I am new here, just joined yesterday and I actually wrote a poem on the church - I must post it. Being Irish, we have had a lot of scandals with our priests and the damage they did to countless souls. Great write.
Haick Avatar
December 29, 2010 at 1:41 PM
Warm congratulations on your great win in Crystal's "Childhood Memories" Contest, Lay! This is definitely deserving! Always wonderful work you share! Happy New Year to you filled with God's blessings, peace, joy and happiness always! Love, Audrey
Sweetheart Avatar
December 29, 2010 at 12:31 PM
Congrats Lay on your big win in the Childhood Memories contest with this exceptional entry my friend... a super write .. wonderful win ..enjoy with luv..
Meade Stephenson Avatar
December 25, 2010 at 3:54 PM
It is a sad and cruel world that we live in today...where the people that we are supposed to trust hurt and abuse! The children are never the same and too many times it goes unreported because the child is afraid. This is one that I can so relate with...very profound write Lay. Thanks so much for sharing and bringing awareness to others. Hope your Christmas was a wonderful day! God Bless~Mary~
Pickett Avatar
December 18, 2010 at 2:07 PM
Stew that puppy.... If this is true nail his ass to the cross....God Bless you ...Merry Christmas ...Taz
Dufresne Avatar
December 11, 2010 at 5:59 AM
Back again,Lay. Can;t get over this write. Your construction of it packs a heck of a wallop. Well done and I believe inspired. Carolyn described it as "gripping". She always manages to find the right words. Esp. today, this happens with both sexes due to a lack of morals and respect for life esp. in the last 50 years or so.. You have soup Mail.
Dufresne Avatar
December 9, 2010 at 7:21 PM
what a devestating write Lay! Man that horrible stuff really happens. This poem is profoundly important! Crashes right in on the reader. Somehow it would be good to get this out somewhere where it could do good for some and stop this awful kind of life wrecking abuse!
Neels Avatar
December 8, 2010 at 8:54 PM
Walayee, what a profound write.. This kind of abuse are becoming more and more prevalent.. It is actually sad that not even our children are not safe anymore.. Great write highlighting abuse.. Wilma
Kendrick Avatar
December 8, 2010 at 12:37 PM
Sad that this is a fact of life in our world..One more little life ruined..I am glad that I chose this one to read this afternoon..I hope that this is a topic and not your life..If your life, I hope that you have had help through counseling..I was encouraged by your comments on my work.Sara
Brown Avatar
December 8, 2010 at 5:23 AM
I am reading some very amazing and diverse poetry this morning. I am glad yours was among the poetry I was able to read today. Thank you for sharing your writing with us Lay. Wishing you and yours a wonderful Holiday Season. Love,Carol
Mehta Avatar
December 8, 2010 at 3:39 AM
This goes to my favorite
Mehta Avatar
December 8, 2010 at 3:38 AM
Beautifully told story of taking away the innocence of the girl deduced by a man and beer, Walayee
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December 8, 2010 at 12:12 AM
A profound write about a despicable act, Lay. There were a couple Soup ladies who wrote about this happening to them in the past. I don't think they are posting anymore and I wonder if they have managed to come to terms with this abuse. Truly gripping! Love, Carolyn
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