A Rapist's Child
She didn't want him
She didn't even know him
This is what she gets
For a short-cut home

He jumps out of the bushes
Grabs her, puts a knife to her throat
"Quiet bitch or I'll stab you"
Pulls her into the undergrowth

Punch. Slap. Tear. Snatch.
Kiss. Spit. Scream. Cut.
Strip. Scream. Kiss. Grab.
Zip. In. Out. Run.

I was the child born of rape

It was the first in the area
The papers went crazy
"Local woman has rapists child"
The scandal, the rumours

I remember when I was young
The look in her eyes for me
As if I was him
It wasn't my looks, I could have been her twin
Something inside, something much deeper

She'd cry on a morning
I'd be left through the day
Screaming alone in the dark
She'd cry on a night

I was thin, I was dirty
Matted hair and grazed knees
She took an overdose
She lived, but they took me away

I have a new home now
They love me and care for me
They hide the truth of the past
As if I was any other child

But I still remember hearing her cry
As I sat alone and hungry in the dark


A rapist's child can never belong
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