I am the child

I am the child in the corner my head folded onto my arms which lay over my knees, I am weeping.

I am the child you beat so badly my skin is bloody.

I am the child whose body is now scared from the beatings with a leather strap.

I am the child you screamed at continually, now I am deaf.

I am the child you tortured with your hate filled demeaning words.

I am the child you raped when your hands could find no other.

I am the child you spit on because you were drunk.

I am the child you burned with your lighter and cigarette because you were bored.

I am the child you locked in the closet when you had to go to work.

I am the child you paid money for because you weren't meant to have children.

I m the child you slapped and punched knocking my teeth out.

I am the child you gave to the neighbor so he would pay the rent.

I am the child you sold to the strangers so you had money for drugs.

I am the child you drowned in the tub.

I am the child you hung in the tree in the back.

I am the child you killed.

written by: Derrick A Jasper 3/31/2016