Fille de joieA Poem by CAPOLAVOROI wrote this one for a girl that I knew. She told me the story of her life and how she became a prostitute. The transition would be from the last part of the story upwards.
Sometimes when you hold me I want to say stop
But the cry of my hungry child In my mind would always pop up Sometimes when I crawl under your skin I am in great disgust Could you blame me? My parents sold me to you And this is the result. Sometimes when you watch my body on the screen I feel within me pain and shame A nameless monster you are who likes playing a game Could it be true? My parents are in my back forcing me to show it to you. Sometimes when you put force on my legs I want to shout but only tears would fall out You're my father but my innocence you slaughter Now I know I will never be the same daughter Sometimes I look at the other children going to school I feel jealous "Mother, let me go too." She said we only have money for eating Don't be selfish.
© 2017 CAPOLAVOROAuthor's Note
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17 Reviews Added on February 24, 2017 Last Updated on March 5, 2017 Tags: #prostitution, #crime, #abuse AuthorCAPOLAVOROCebu, 7, PhilippinesAboutMy life is average. My heart is average. My pulse is average. My mind is average. You might think I am an average girl then? My hopes are supreme My dreams are extreme My writes are creativ.. more..Writing
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