Am Not Your Blood

by Mwandah 9 years ago 👁 1,109 views ❤ 90
Every night
I cry myself to sleep
Fearing for the next day to come
A day that will be spent with you in my life
But what can I do
Am not your blood.

I clearly remember, that fateful day
I was left alone with you in the house.
Mum said all will be well for she would not be long.
Oh, yes she was.
Those were the longest 2hrs of my life.
I remember the look you gave me’ the moment you pounced on me,
Tearing my clothes apart.
You said I was wasting your money for nothing,
That you had to reward yourself,
And you did,
My innocence stolen from me,
At that tender young age...
All this you did,
Because am not your blood.

When mum came home,
She whipped me sore
My back ached for a week
For I told her what happened,
She called me a big fat liar,
Defended you with her life,
Said I was lying against you just simply because,
Am not your blood.

Today I cry every night,
For you have made it a routine
I can do nothing to defend myself,
I can only cry,
And hope someone will save me from this man,
Regardless of whether or not,
Am not your blood
mistreatment oppression
M
Mwandah
Am ambitious. Poetry is an inborn passion n speaks to my heart and from my heart.
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Comments (6)

  • Nicholas 9 years ago
    Where can I get your books
  • Antonio 9 years ago
    For real, this made me shed a tear or two. I wish you'd tell me who waz the idiot. I need to behead a nigga
  • Mwandah 9 years ago
    Nicholas...you want books? By Me? soon..patience Antonio....wipe the tears bro
  • Ben 9 years ago
    I just hope this didn't happen to you. This left me quite emotional and indeed you have talent
  • Kechi 9 years ago
    This is awesome I love it
  • Rapando Jnr 9 years ago
    Sad but true, Thanks for writing about what society hushes. Many girls out there have been in one way or another sexually harassed but they keep quiet about it