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poem : Betrayal of Trust

The beautiful daisy Or is it the rose? Slowly unfolding to display it's inner beauty Innocence! oh, what a fluffy being Boyount with life

Behold her innocent smile As she walks through the avenues of life Decorating it's east

Parents, teachers and leaders, Tell me why my innocence is abused Yes! parents, teachers and leaders my questions still lingers Why, why?

I envy the lilies in the fields They grow from one stage to another, Untampered with by fellow flowers, But you fellow beings, Why do you tamper with my growth and development The creator designed and purposed that i should grow and develop in a natural environment.

I remember that dreadful night A flash of pearls chilled my spine or better still, it made me freeze He, that is supposed to be my dad, He, that i trusted, honoured and respected since my birth.

He, and none other betrayed my trust in him. Tell him, remind him, incase he has forgotten What am i supposed to be? His wife, mother, lover or his slim daughter.

What about them? You think they are safe? They too suffer in the hands of these sugar mummies I wish you could see them cunning, criticizing them 'my sweet young boy, this is a nice game, first have this chocolate, then this big note, will help you buy guddy guddies on your way home ' What is wrong with this women? Who has bewitched them. Have they no shame exposing their nakedness to the grandsons If not their sons!

Men, women and so called uncles, Keep off from us, Your journey is almost over Ours has just began We too want to taste the old age Just like you!


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