Girl Moans!

Sunshine glowing in the back, slightly through the porch, little girl saying, oh daddy Daddy, my friend wants you to meet, see our friendship, oh so deep, but daddy say’s go Little friend must go, one sit on my bed, talk to me he said, oh daddy, oh I love you Love is an emotion says he, let me show you real love, the way grown people do A child, a small girl of eight, wanting to please, to have, oh what, oh what is this, love Is fondled, is talked, is touched, is warned, is pushed and so hurt, this poor little dove Is told, never tell. our secret indeed, but those others, cannot understand, how he can please My love little child, our secret, our love, will give you everything, just a taste of all The mother she hides, the room so quiet, the TV it blares, oh why not, who cares But in the middle, the cries, oh help, oh help, oh help, oh daddy please, so much But deeper it goes, now her breasts are blooming, she is so bad, so not pure, so needing Comes all the money, comes all the threats, just keep feeding, keep others out of reach Not understanding, so innocent, so naive, little girl abused, but blaming inside Oh, but is this hatred, is this love, oh daddy, but your little child, I hate you, I think Over and often, for a lifetime it seems, enters the bedroom of poor little girl The cry’s, the tears, oh it s me, its me, not him, she so ashamed, can’t look in a mirror Then comes a sister, another who cries, protection she will need, not from a mother Lil girls touched and responded, never touch, never touch, and never love again For ones little sister, never to be, she take all blame, fault, guilt for thee Oh love, oh love where does she find, in others who touch, those wanting to hurt As girl turns to woman, is bitter inside, wanting to hate, wanting to love Wanting to tell, but takes all the blame, walks through life a secret inside One makes it better, by saying I forgive, but no, no, no, this sin is his His maker will guide, will judge, not for the little girl to carry, not to forgive Little girl turned woman, be kind, be gentle, be happy, be smarter, and don’t carry Have pity for those whom would do such a thing, to child, to others, feel compassion But never, take in the sins of others, but be strong, sharing and watching, guiding To forgive is good, if for she, not him, not him or others who would For God will repay, all crippled his children indeed, be it bones, body, heart or mind.