How do you let daddy and his friends
do the things they do to me as daddy climbs in my bed
and forcefully climbs on top of me
saying what a bad girl I am
then shoves his head between my lags
as his friend is talking about what he wants to do to me from behind
i was only 10
why weren't you there
why mommy couldn't you just put down the beer
an take a look at stuff
daddy an his friends have been doing to me.
( this poems is for an old but not forgotton friend)
