7-Hold Me?

NO! NO! NO! NO!
So many times I would have said “No!”
But there’s no other place for a little girl to go.
I’m his “special” girl-he loves me-I matter to him….
She is so angry sometimes! (Other times so sad).
I think he hates her (She says she hates him).

One day, thirty years later,
A friend comes close….
Just a little closer than before….
He didn’t know–but then the landmine blows.
The wreckage throws us both
As for an instant I’m a child again
Struggling in other arms
As my face is turned for a kiss–
A kiss I don’t want.

I resist.
Then I see–
As a child, I PAID!
I said, “No!” But I PAID!
Lost his love.
He doesn’t love
Little girls who say “NO!”
He just loves quiet, “Good Little Girls”
Girls who don’t question,
Don’t tell his secrets,
Girls who don’t ever, ever resist.

Why resist?
All you have to offer is sex (that’s what he said).
Brains? (Who are you kidding?)
Beauty? (Definitely not an option!)
Just a body…that’s all that matters.

Pretend you’re grateful
Glad to be “loved”
Take what you can get…right?
That’s all there is for you.

“Remember, girl,
You wanted it.”
“Whore! That’s what you’re for.”
“Be quiet. Don’t tell!”
“(She’ll kill me and you’ll go to hell).”
Oh well…
“Be quiet and I’ll “love you.”
“Be good to me–
Then I’ll love you, girl.”