CRY FOR BABY

CRY FOR BABY

Dad and Mom were supposed

To protect me from monsters

Hiding under my bed, and

Of course many, many others.

It is so much scarier now that

I don’t know who to trust

I thought it had to be you two.

As parents are surely just.

But, it isn’t true, I know

As my parents don’t care.

They burn me with cigarettes

And lift me by my hair.

 

I am scared about tomorrow

Based upon my today.

If I think I am safe for a moment

It is sure to go away.

There is nobody to protect me

From those who mean me harm.

There is no place I can trust

There is no place safe and warm.

 

And late at night when sleeping

And one of them comes in.

They have a frightened animal

In a tiny, unsafe pen.

One of you hits me, I am a temptation.

The other touches me privately.

It’s an unwelcome sensation.

But I am too young to tell you

That you should go away.

It’s enough to ruin my sleep

And fear the end of day.

 

I am scared about tomorrow

Based upon my today.

If I think I am safe for a moment

It is sure to go away.

There is nobody to protect me

From those who mean me harm.

There is no place I can trust

There is no place safe and warm.

Brent Kincaid

4/18/2015

 

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