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Read Poems by Thami Sheshane

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A girl's cry

Is the world really not fair 
Or maybe we just don't care! "
My heart talked to me while she lay there, 
Helpless, out of breath and she has not 
I put my hand on her head  because her 
face was bruised! 

She tried to talk but she trembled 
Tears  filled my eyes, she was troubled, 
Tormented, cheap and useless she felt 
I forced a smile and kept my composure 
then knelt
Said a short prayer dedicated to her heart 
While she's hurting, he still feels he's the 
And there was nothing I could say to 
make her better.

She smiled and gave me a letter, 
I tried to open it she held my hand with 
her weak hand 
And silently said, "Not now my friend"
I said "why not" but she did not respond, 
I felt her pulse it was paused, 
She was only sixteen years old 
So much future awaited but she lay there, 

I opened the letter and it read, 
"As women who have nothing to defend, 
We are silently hurt by those whom upon 
we depend, 
I was young but raped and beaten, 
I might die with my heart broken, 
Because I was treated like a token" 

Copyright © Thami Sheshane | Year Posted 2013


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  1. Date: 1/19/2016 7:37:00 PM

    THAMI, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**