Eloise O'Brien

Beth - Poem by Eloise O'Brien

I weep to think of going home,
Whilst I am there I'm so alone.
I wish I had a friend to keep,
If only I would love them deep.
I hate the thought of being there,
for I am treated with no care.
I am thrown here and then thrown there,
I'm screaming as they drag my hair.
The call me runt or something like it,
Does me no good to try and fight it.
I do not know what it does mean,
It can't be nothing good it seems.
I do not want to live or feel,
They make me lie and cheat and steal.
I've tried to run away before,
But Kal caught me and made me sore.
I feel like I am in some jail,
I'm made to work and bleed, I fail.
I am fifteen, my name is Beth,
I've had five children not quite yet.
Kal made me promise to obey,
Or otherwise he would betray.
When I was ten they took me away,
Up until then I was ok.
My mummy loved me,
My daddy hugged me.
My big brother Anthony would laugh and play,
Until I was no longer grey.
We'd giggle and laugh,
We'd have a blast.
And now I'm here,
So much I fear.
I wish I could go back in time,
To go with mum to her work shrine.
For then I would not have been home,
For them to come and take me loan.
All I want is it to end,
Then I'd be free to start again.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 29, 2010

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