Tears From An Angel part1
Tears From An Angel
By Shericka Murphy
In a quiet room, at the end of the hall
There is a little girl named Simori
She sits all alone, like a beautiful angel
And she reads herself a story
Aloud there she reads
About a princess and a queen
Skin like velvet, and pecan brown
With the most beautiful black eyes ever seen
At that moment she is happy, but Mostly she is sad
Five years she has cried heavy tears
It's the pain that her father has been inflicting on her
That has made her cry all those years
She is nine years old, and is always forlorn
She only laughs and smiles when mother is around
But when father is in the presence of her angleic aurora
She does not speak, nor make a sound
I wonder why mother cannot see the obvious
She cannot see that something is wrong
I can't see why she is so blind to this sight
And it's been visible for so very long
And when angel is done reading; She sits alone in her room
And she stares quietly and steadily at the wall
Then all of a sudden the silence is broken
By heavy footsteps slowly coming down the hall
And she knows who is coming, so she decides to hide
In the closet she sits against the wall
She tries her best to be silent and still
She doesn't speak, or move at all
She is closing her eyes tightly, and breathing very slow
She can hear the room door slowly opening
She knows he will find her, and hurt her badly
But yet she is still wishing and hoping
But not to her surprise, he steps up to the closet
And he softly pulls open the door
He says "Simori, are you hiding from daddy"
She says "No daddy...not anymore"
He tells her "Get up off the floor and go over to the bed"
She does.....and then he gently takes off his and her clothes
She is careful of her body language at this moment
If not, then she will suffer from daddy's mighty blows
When it is all over, she lies on the bed
She is numb from her chest to her knees
She looks at her father strait in the eyes
And she asks "Daddy why do you do this...tell me please"
He looks at her and says "It's all because I love you angel"
"It's to make you feel good and not hurt"
And he gets up and leaves her alone and ashamed
While mother comes in home late from work.
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