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May 2015
First was my eldest sister
Of what , I knew not
She cried and cried
I could do nothing
No , nothing at all
And I didn't know
My elder brother
He cried a lot too
What's happening
Stepfather calls
They both enter
The bedroom
Then it's mine
Yes my turn
He was bare
He made me
The very same
No , please no
It really hurt
And I cried
And cried
What have
I done
So bad
So bad
For this
This pain
Two years
Next brother
Two years
Next sister
Two years
next brother
Two years
Next sister
Yes , we all
Witnessed
Every time
Mother !
Always at work
Nights
And I
Yes I
Did nothing
NOTHING
I did nothing
To stop it
Next
My children
Oh yes
My children
I hate
My children
I see them
In my guilt
Of doing
NOTHING
Hurts hurts
Loo problems
I said
Husband did it
But
He did not
He didn't even know
I told his mother
I told the doctor
He did it
They both said leave him
So in my mind
His fault
Get rid , get rid
He knew nothing
But he had pain
I made sure of that
Because
Looking at him
Made me feel
GUILTY
When
My stepfather died
I cried and cried
Why oh why did I cry
Though not with joy
I still wonder why
He made me rely upon him
He scared the hell out of me
His whisky made him worse
I even bought him presents
Trying to curry favour
Why, why, why , why
I don't know how
He's put
Something
Very strange
In my mind.
Written by
Leslie William Purdy  Mallorca
(Mallorca)   
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