.bucket Poem by NikMorgan ...

The good time that was had by all
Overly easy, a sure thing
She only mimicked what she knew
Child of lone teen parent
Her mothers unsure of her fathers name
The uncles came the uncles went
Most never bothered to ask her name

She was the kid
She was in the way
An unwelcome reminder
An effect of cause
Residue of wild seeds sown
She grew up alone
TV and toast
Neglected by her mother
Too busy out being used and abused

She blossomed soon
Awkward and unsure of her womanly wares
The uncles asked now
Firm and fresh
She was no longer in the way
Basking in the glory of lust
She played the uncles game
Fast and furious
Moments stolen behind mummies back
The boys at school knew
A sexual knowing
They asked the question
They played the game

She got herself a name
A tarnished reputation
Easy to find
Easier to forget
She is not the future
She is just the here and now