TEARS OF A LONELY GIRL
To what does she owes this?
She asked in her grief
A little girl left with no belief
Of what it means to be a child
She yearns for love as
All other girls does
The lunch pack in the bag
The good night kiss on the head; the pat on the back
Yet, there she was
Sexually serving her father
Doing exactly what her mother does
Not willingly but met with force.
The drops of her tears falls nonchalantly
As an August sky parting a sigh.
The pain she harbors speak louder in silence
In her self talk lies the evidence.
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