Wednesday, March 09, 2011

Forsaken


Abused, Accused, Accursed
My ship has lost its rudder
The same memory haunts me
I think of it, I shudder

My father no longer knows me
Mother says I’m not her own
Yesterday I was her darling
Today I stand alone

All because of the one man
A stranger in many ways
An old family acquaintance
With a wild unsettling gaze

A simple knock, a nod, a smile
A plea for invitation
‘Aren’t your parents home, my child?’
Handshake, Hesitation

‘They’ll be here soon, come back then
You know they go for work’
‘Oh never mind’, foot in the door
Distorted face, a smirk

Total blackness, Unconsciousness
He’s powerful, I’m not
Perhaps that’s how he got away
Limp life behind to rot

What did I do? What was my fault?
Where’s the justice I ask
Silence! For the world has donned
An inscrutable, indifferent mask

My reality seems shattered
Hopeless and bleak
They want to keep my mouth shut
But I’ll hit back and speak

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