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This is a poem about how I was sold for money by my own mom. I'm ten years old and finally ran away and got help. I let it go three years. And now I'm in foster care

Truth

©  Kari
Shut your mouth and listen to what I have to say,
I'm going to take you back to that one specific day.
I was laying in bed alone while listening to you and him talk on the phone.
You said, "Well if they have the money I don't see why not,
She'll be ready by 9 o'clock"
You came in and said it's time to get up,
Shower well and I'll make you pretty with make up.
In a pretty white dress and hair done to match,
You told me I'm a breath taking catch.
I sat on the couch waiting with you,
But what was in store for me I had no clue.
They came in, three men.
I will never forget the sight of them.
They tossed you a wad of money,
while grabbing my hand and saying come with me honey.
I didn't want to go but you made me,
You let them rape me for money!!
I cried and tried to run away,
But you helped them push me on the bed and screamed STAY!
You said to be a good little girl or I'll make you sad,
So I shut my mouth and let them do the things that were bad.
I was only 7 years old and already my innocents was lost,
You needed the money but at what cost?
Every day those men came over and brought more,
Each time you just watched at the door.
I ran away at the age of eight,
Why was I put into this fate?
I was ashamed of what was done,
So of course I could tell no one.
The day you found me you said things changed,
That I won't have to do those things.
Well mom it was that way for a month then you started again,
through the door each day came the men and their friends.
Well I'm ten now and things got to come to an end,
You see I became a "woman" at the age of 9 with my monthly "friend".
Tonight while you're asleep I'm packing my bag to quietly leave,
But I want you to know that while the men were doing their "deed",
One of them impregnated me with their seed.
Truth by Kari @FamilyFriendPoems

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Published: 1/1/2009

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This poem really touched me how could a mother do such a thing too there child FOR MONEY!?!?. I Admire your strength at such a young age. this poem almost brought tears to my eyes I hope you doing well. Best wishes from now and forever

Unknown Posted on Thursday, January 15, 2009

I am still drying my eyes so please bear with me. I went through a similar childhood only it was my step dad I one day told a friend who then told her parents who told school I thought I did the right thing it was over .But my mom said if you tell the truth they will take you & your brother away because I can't take care of you both myself. So I said nothing it ended years later. I drugged my life through drugs and drinking. While the man who hurt me for so long is living a great life. I thought I deserved the great life but found that no one was going to give it to me .So I took charge of my life .My dear child it is your life make it beautiful do not let those sick men ruin the rest of your life. It will be hard but it will be harder if you let it drag you down .You can make it never give up....

Laurie Posted on Monday, January 19, 2009

I was molested as a child and this poem touched me and made me cry. I lived through it though sometimes I don’t know how and now I’m working on my first novel about overcoming abuse and I run an abuse MySpace called Voice at myspace.com/joanavoice. You are a survivor now and as hard as it is don’t let your past hold you back. I know the pain is hard to overcome, but it’s your turn to live and make your dreams come true…and they will. I know you are going to make something out of life because you have that never give up spirit.

joana voice Posted on Thursday, January 22, 2009

aww omg I just read this and girl... I just want to say.. u are the strongest kid ever.... I'm going to admire you forever... be strong:)

arel Posted on Wednesday, May 20, 2009

This is a touching poem, it really is. I read it during lunch at school and I had to come back and re-read it and write a comment. I couldn't stop thinking about this poor little girl from lunch time to the moment I got home. I nearly cried with my friends at school, one of them really did. You really and truly are the strongest person I have ever heard of. xx

Anna Posted on Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I can't believe you went through all this. All I can say is stay strong God is your shelter and protection ,always know that it will be.

Anonymous Posted on Thursday, June 25, 2009

This is a very very touching poem. I am a survivor of sexual abuse - which lead to living and working the trade. Although he didn't tell me to go out, my father reaped the benefits from me selling myself.
Keep writing, you never know who or when your words will touch and inspire another...

Positive Healing Energy for you

Nikki Posted on Monday, July 13, 2009

This poem broke my heart. How utterly terrible to have gone through so much pain at such a young age or any age for that matter.
Why we are put in the hands of certain mothers (maybe should say, women who have no business having children)I will never know.
Women out there, if you choose to live your life a certain way, DON'T have children-tie your tubes and destroy your own life-not an innocent person's.

Maria Posted on Thursday, October 01, 2009

Reading this brought back that memory which was stored in an abby right at the back of my mind. The screaming of me and my cousin, the feel, it just brought me to tears. Having gone through with all this as well, but having someone to talk about it with ( my cousin who is 1 yr younger) was really supportive she knew exactly how I felt and I know that I having some one there is a good feeling. I will be different from my friends I will not have sex until I am at least 25 because of what has happened to me. REAL MEN DON'T RAPE!

sophie Posted on Friday, October 02, 2009

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