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Poetry of Theresa M. McCool

Perfect Little Lives
The Violator!
The Wish From A Child
BITCH


Perfect Little Lives

For those of you
who have
Perfect little lives

In your
perfect little homes
with
perfect little Moms
and Dads

Your Brothers
perfect
and Sisters too

Standing so proud
head held high
nose in the air

Staring
with a sneer at those
who are less fortunate
then you

BEWARE!

What unspoken words lurk
in your family closets?

Stories that never
have been told

LISTEN!
for the rattling
of the

B  O  N  E  S S S S S S S !!!!


The Violator!

Smile crosses
her sweet little lips
dreaming pleasant
dreams
Little babe
safe in her bed

In the dark of the night
HE approaches her
slowly
CREEPING towards her
not to wake her
Beads of sweat
appear on his forehead
Only thinking of himself
and his desires
Not taking into
consideration
what effect
he will have upon her
He hopes
she does not
SCREAM
when he touches her
When he has
VIOLATED
her PURE virginal body
Waking
from her pleasant dreams
Into a NIGHTMARE
Not knowing what is happening to her
Tears well in her eyes
He tells her it will not hurt
She cries out
No one hears her
PAIN ! ! !
He covers her mouth
with his sweaty hand
a smell she will never forget
He whispers be quiet
or ELSE
AFRAID
She wants to FIGHT
him off
his weight
is crushing
her little body
Why has this happened to her?

He has SPOILED
A precious little LIFE
Placing his finger
on her little lips
Not
a word
to anyone
or she will be the one in
TROUBLE
What has this sweet little child
done WRONG?
She SWALLOWS her
SCREAMS
HATRED settles
within her heart
Numbs herself
to feel no more
PAIN
He gets up from his
DIRTY DEED
Placing his smelly finger
on her little lips
to remind her
to keep silent

He has TOLD her
No one would believe her
she is just a little girl
who sometimes tells LIES.

UNSPOKEN WORDS
She holds within her
eating away
at her little body
She feels
BAD and UGLY
Who would ever want her
no longer a virgin
just a little babe

The child keeps the SECRET

She swallows
the WORDS
she WISHES to spill

THE UNSPOKEN WORDS
kept SECRET
Till a time comes
when she no longer can
CONTAIN THEM



The Wish From A Child

I wish
I could feel safe
In this world
when I am alone
To be able to walk down the street
I wish
I could feel safe
If a stranger should pass me by
and smile
I wish
I could feel safe
Knowing that smile
came from their heart
and they would not do me harm.

I wish
I could feel safe
when I am alone
in my home
Knowing that I am protected
from the evil that lurks
For the future I hold


BITCH

Gemme a B!
" B!"
Gemme a I!
" I!"
Gemme a T!
" T!"
Gemme a C!
" C!"
Gemme a H!
" H!"

Whats that spell? BITCH!!
Whats that spell? BITCH!!

Can’t hear ya!! BITCH!!

BITCH!! BITCH!! BITCH!!

I’m a Bitch
You’re a Bitch
When you stand strong

I’m a Bitch
You’re a Bitch
When you fight back

I’m a Bitch
You’re a Bitch
When you disagree

You’re a Fucking Bitch
When you won’t
put out!

BITCH!! BITCH!! BITCH!!

What does it meannnnn?

Babe In Total Control of Herself


Please note that all poetry on this page is Copyright © by Theresa M. McCool
mccoolth@ca.inter.net


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