She wakes up to find her father over her Hovering above, dressed in only his robe. A look in his eyes that spells instant trouble Her heart hardens feeling that she has no hope. He falls upon her, sliding her pajamas off slowly And she is wondering why this is happening to her.
Lust is in his heart as hope is within her soul Her cries to her daddy fall upon ears so cold. As she faces the wall knowing she has nothing to fear Down across her innocent face runs one single tear.
He gazes upon his brother with a look of esteem Sensing a feeling of pride in his young heart. As he follows Gene around wherever he goes Secretly Gene wishes that his sibling would depart Unexpectedly, the young boy stumbles and trips And Gene starts toward him ready to strike relentlessly
Anger is in Gene’s heart as hope is within his brother’s soul His cries to his brother fall upon ears so cold. As he receives the blows knowing he has nothing to fear Down across his innocent face runs one single tear.
They observe their mother opening a package Yet what lies within it contains nothing good. She brings out a card to cut it and a lighter to burn Slowly heating the drug as any addict would. As she draws up the syringe to shoot into her vein Her heart gives out from the years of constant abuse.
Gluttony was in her heart as hope is within their souls Their cries to their mommy fall upon a body so cold. As they look upon her body knowing they have nothing to fear Down across each of their innocent faces runs one single tear.
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
As I wrote this, I was thinking of different examples of strife in one's life and I came up with this.