When The Sun Hid
For Alicia Stone: Through here eyes
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“I had a dream last night ..
I had a dream that the Sun hid behind these dark clouds, and let her die ..
It just let her die ..”
*Running*
Run.. I can see the beautiful colors fall,
As they smother us all with light leaves,
Painted with a nice breeze.. I like these-
Days, cause I need..This.. This.. feeling.
So as the skies breath, I run for healing,
And to escape this life, & that man’s plot
I try not to think about it, but can’t stop
Only fifteen years old, and the tears roll
As my fears grow, of what he might do
Come here, ho. Don’t you see I like you?
He’s known to pierce souls, & he’s hi too
So, I know what he might do to my fruit
..The fruit of my temple, held so sacred
Bitch, get naked !.. I can’t do without it!
I must just run, & try not to think about it..
Run.. Just run.. Think about the road,
Not that house that’s cold with torment.
Just Think about how the storm went,
And was replaced by the pretty fall sun,
Beautiful leaves and how they all come-
In unique colors like they’ve all done-
For years. Think of my fate on the track
“Don’t!”, but pain keeps taking me back
Cant you see I crave for you, baby-boo?
I hate what he made me do, like always,
I was Made a slave to do small displays
Of submission. Stare: his eyes all a glazed
And then he had his filthy way with me,
Biting, slapping & laughing while raping me.
.. He’s my own funking step-dad, Donny!
But, I must run until I reach my mommy
Run!.. Run!.. Run!..
Running with bruised legs, hurting bad.
I’m certain that I’ll pull the curtain back.
On this pervert’s laugh of evil pleasure,
That proceeds the measure I can take in.
I hate men!.. But I will make him pay
Say goodbye to them days of him crazed
Making me do things, so I’d hid for cover
God, please help me to find my mother...
Then the sun hid behind these dark clouds
My heart dropped, and I screamed aloud...
“My knew that my dream would come true”
I was supposed to save her life, today, see?
I’d have been on time, if he hadn’t raped me!
.. I broke down, blocks from her building
And nothing could ever match the feeling
Now.. Now I no longer have a mother, see?
.. I just lied here, and let the ashes fall & cover me
-Blocks from the World Trade Center
My memory of September 11th, 2001
R.I.P. Mrs. Jackie Stone. 1966 - 2001.
Much love to Alicia Stone. I’m here for you, baby girl.
-W1
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