"CHRISTMAS IN JULY - 2004"
You said you love me?
Why do you fondle me so?
You say that I must trust you?
Why do you force me to keep quiet?
You say that you will protect me?
Why does my body pain?
You say I am a big girl now?
Why am I only seven?
Now because of you, I am abandoned.
While other kids have their parents.
Because of you, I have to live in a big house with other kids?
While you languish in prison.
Because of you, I have to go to different schools?
While you said, I am already a woman!
Why must I carry so much hate inside my scared body?
Why must I beg to be recognized?
Copyright ©2009 William Ernest Cox
