Cynthia BuhainBaello

Rookie - 663 Points (November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

For Anna


Anna never had a chances
She was rejected as a child.
Messed up parents wrapped in Religion
Never cared about her condition

At two she saw hatred and abuse
Ugly conflicts she could not refuse
Father and mother fought and raged
In domestic scenes they always engaged.

As a teen she was lovely and attractive
But her person in lost values were captive
She worked in a bar and had lots of money
Then she fell into drug dealing, eventually.

Anna met the actor's son who played the dice
Supplied the drugs for her merchandise
She must have crossed him in some devious way
She was murdered by drugs that took her life away.

Anna was my cousin and I longed for those days
When we were young children, and I watched her play
As a two-year old toddler who will never know why
She was bound for such a misery, and later on to die.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 07, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, February 18, 2014

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