Monday 23 October 2006

Little Sister


She's known as danger, we consider as her our own,
The sweetest stranger, leave her alone.
Call it anger, call it what you may,
Throw away your fears, leave the ghosts at bay.

The screams in the room, the blood in the hall
All alone in the gloom, she takes the fall.
Make her remember, make sure she never forgets
If she turns, make it her biggest regret.

Crying to her doll,love will break her fall
But the mirror stuck to the skin, is digging in.
Walking tall, on the floor she crawls
There's a change that lies somewhere within.

She jumped from the window, stripped herself bare
He followed her through the field, grabbed her by the hair
She laughed out, but in vain
She said she missed the comfort in her pain.

They couldn't bend her, even though they tried
I couldn't mend her, when she cried
We prayed together, wish we'd fly
Wish we could leave all those behind...

I'm waiting, the smoke tells me its time to go,
A whistle, two more seconds, she'll be at the door.
But now I'm moving, running with the north - bound train
The outside its all empty, but she never came...

- Dedicated to all the children who are/were sexually abused...i dont know where you are...but I feel your pain...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

nice poem its good to see that u made the transition from notebook to blog good thing puttting this one in-kabeer