Rape of Mother and Child

Twin white streaks ran through the dirt of her innocent face

tracks from the corner of her eyes to her chin

a face that only reflects the memories and the agony

the pain of what she’d seen and where she’d been

Laughter forever erased from a six year olds face

stolen in time as among the laughter she hid

beneath the dirty clothes of a door less closet

witnessing sight no one should see especially not a kid

Soldiers kill and solders maim it is the way of man

her Momma raped time after time as screams shatter the night

take their turns, wiping themselves on the rags of Momma’s clothes

her little fist stuffed in her mouth muffles the cries of fright

Quiet now, soldiers gone, dark has fallen

gunfire in the distant hills, silence in the room she leaves

child covers Momma’s privates with blood soaked dress

her mind raped, scarred by man’s insanity, too young she grieves