you hungry?

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do you know what its like
to wake up in the morning
with movement in the stomach
grumbling, rumbling and twisting

and you clinch it tightly
digging the nails into it
clawing at it thinking I’d stick a knife inside
lay here and waiting to die ; then to
fill my hunger ; not just the
physical hunger; I'm
starving here under
dying, wet eyed with all the thunder

but mommy sees me
feeds me
makes me OK
her eyes mirror me
guides me through the day

night time creeps
with my wet eyes
twenty four loops around the clock

hide under the covers ; hide from it all
wet eyed

why? Why is this so hard?
what’s hard? You say
pray
breathe
eat

i know what to say to say to make people
go
it's cake that way
they want sunshine

head
that is so cloudy; so
cloudy, Daniels?

walk in the rain with no sandals; when i
talk daddy listens; but he only
listens ; it makes me
scared; i'm only there
daddy never talks ; so I’ll never know
not knowing scares me

educte is power
and I have none ; so I'm scared , I'm weak

when daddy say nothing
mommy asks something; i know
nothing ; she knows nothing
so mommy does what mommy do
and what does mommy do, Daniels?

that women walks around the deep lake
which makes me transparent
this sends me to my demise ; and
twists my insides

thinking and thinking and thinking
traveling in my skull
a place to hide; but
there’s no place to hide ; not when you in my
bones

do you wake up sometimes?
with movement in the stomach
grumbling, rumbling and twisting
if you do well then four leaf clover

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