Crying Out Poem by Christina Simmons

Mama he's coming to get me - resembling the creepy bogeyman
Got me under some kind of spell; Please help! Remove me from his presence
His very tight grip: Carry gently away
Somewhere I can't be scarred - stamped like his property doing what's ordered
Mama don't you care for me, are you not worried what's happening to my psyche
Be my protector - rescuer take me away from this beast

Acting like a demon from hell he's seen as a man
Mother I'm worth it!
Molested at nights - during the day too
Take this girl to safety - carry her to higher ground
Far, far away until I hear the sounds of distance drum

His wicked glare is making me weak left freely to fondle me - off with
nightclothes - knickers seeking pleasure: ripping into shimmering
disintegrate becoming mere putty raw and sore
Can't you see? I'm rip to sherds - plays me silly treating like a Toy
Oh, such a delicate body

Smiling but hurting so bad; groaning and moaning screaming out
But you've shut me away; poisoned by his words of deceit
There's a name for what he's doing Abused invasion by a pack of alien
Really precious, priceless cargo
NO used blaming me this man keep guard like Rottweilers over his slave girl

Intention aren't right means no good: deeds are evil - sniggers though got me
In stitches bits and bobs simply scattered
Mama tear yourself of this creature from the black lagoon
Won't allow this scoundrel do anymore damage - harm further hair on this body













Sylvestina Simmons Silvers
2/12/15