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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
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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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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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Unknown Posted on Thursday, January 15, 2009
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Anonymous Posted on Thursday, June 25, 2009
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
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
sophie Posted on Friday, October 02, 2009