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Grey-haired Old Man
by Annette Hansen
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Rated "R" by the Author.
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This deals with a sensitive topic, but I hope it speaks for the many silent victims |
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“Grey-haired old man”
Come here little girl
Come sit on my knee
We can be friends
You and me
Your hair is so fine
So gentle and fair
Come sit on my knee
and stroke my grey hair
I’ll help you up
There … is that good?
I like your new coat
With a lovely red hood
You sit on my knee
and play with my hair
I like yours too
So blonde and so fair
Can I touch you?
Under your skirt?
It just takes a moment
It really won’t hurt
Okay, if you say so
I like to play
No, please don’t do that
I don’t like it that way
But baby, you love it
You know that you do
I just need a moment
A minute or two
She sat there and waited
Until he was done
It wasn’t a game
It wasn’t so fun
He wasn’t a friend
to this child anymore
A monster he was
with ten thousand claws
He’d be in the hallway
Late every night
and come to her room
to turn out the light
She’d lie in the darkness
Hearing him come
Under the blankets
sucking her thumb
Where is it safe now?
There’s nowhere to hide
Dark thoughts in her mind
And tears that she cried
She lost so much more
That day in the sun
She lost the woman
She’d never become
He tore that away
with a touch of his hand
This grey-haired old friend
This dirty old man
© Annette Hansen 2000
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| Reviewed by M. Kenneth Coleman (Reader) |
9/22/2007 |
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| This is a very insightful and powerful poem. It's very well crafted. It's such a shame for inocents to be stolen especially by a elder, someone that should've been a protector and care giver. |
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| Reviewed by Annette Hendrix Williams |
9/11/2007 |
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| Thank you for saying that. Grey haired old men sure can be hateful. |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Bowling |
10/16/2006 |
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Wow! What a powerful write, one that many people would rather not hear about, sort of out of sight out of mind, or if it isn't them they don't want to hear about it. This is the kind of issue that I have dealt with more than what I would ever have dreamed I would to. But every child deserves a safe childhood, and if that safety has been invaded they deserve a safety haven, I try to be that for my students...very realistic poem.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling |
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| Reviewed by Lin Edwards (Reader) |
1/17/2006 |
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| Boy, can I relate to this one! For me it's the betrayal of trust that's so hard to deal with. Little girls should be able to trust their elders, especially relatives, and it's a violent shock when you find that you can't. Thanks for the poem. |
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