Unexpected Life - Poem by Kimberly Leonard
Everyone asks her day by day...
Is she okay?
I sit on a bench with my mother at age 7.
I look into what isn't there.
I see this girl get abused everyday,
Watching the tears run down her cheeks so fast,
It reminds me a car going 70 in a 55,
I try to get through my life without thinking of her,
But there she is in the back of my head and I cannot get her out.
It's like someone has put her there for a reason;
I lay in bed at night, thinking why she has to live this way
And thinking why people look at me crazy when I tell them about this.
Teachers and my dear Mother pat me on the head and say 'I'm sorry.'
I man slapped her in the face, hard, as he said 'You nor your mother mean anything to me.'
I was eleven by the time I found out the girl I've been crying over,
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