Didn't your mother tell you that stealing was bad?
Then why did you steal my dignity and self worth that night?
It's been almost three years and I still cringe when I even hug a man.
I don't get scared walking the downtown streets alone at night.
I get scared at the thought of going home and seeing you in town.
What you stole from me was my worth and safety.
What you gave me back in return was trauma and uneasiness.

(smc)
You must be a mean
old queen-hen
laying on someone else's eggs
lactating your stolen eggs
and a beggar in the nest
that belongs to someone else.
L
O
L
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Copy Rights Karijinbba.

The Light now diminished,
Time of day turned to dusk.
Dark days ahead,
Crying by myself.

I’ve lost my sunlight,
To the moon among the stars,
She stole that light,
That made my day bright.

All is lost but darkness,
The void in my heart.
Pitch black is the core,
Where the light doesn’t shine anymore.

I deserve the light,
For years I’ve spent in darkness.
The light that gave me life,
New horizons to look upon.

Come back to me now,
Shine on me with your golden glow.
Pull me out from here,
This dark trench in life.

"Call me Mother" I told her, the first time I took her home.
She was quiet and I could tell she didn't want to be alone.
Then we approached the front door, where I led her inside.
She waited for a moment, then ran off to hide.
"Hide and seek, oh alright.
But after this, it's nighty-night."
I looked around the house for her,
Until I heard a little stir.
I found the child behind a curtain.
"I knew I'd find you. I was certain."
I grabbed her wrist and down the hall
We walked to her room, I stood tall.
She stayed silent, I think afraid.
But we got to her room: Tidy, bed made.
Others sat upon their beds.
"Go to sleep." they would nod their heads.
Then they slipped under the covers,
And all at once said "Goodnight Mother."
The girl still stood next to me, the youngest one.
I loosened my grip and to her bed she did run.
She slipped into the blanket, closing her eyes.
But I waited there. The others weren't surprised.
"You need to say it." I pulled off her covers.
She opened her eyes, the others shuddered.
"Come on now." I smiled, though it took her a while.
"Fine. Goodnight. But you're not my Mother."