MY BEST FRIEND
Written By:
The M.A.D. Poet (aka Melissa A. Dean)
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Published by: Zjahdai Inc., at Smashwords
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Dedicated to the victims of rape, incest, and all forms abuse; you will be free (Free!) one day!
My Best Friend
She said she would not be able to sleep over that night
She was my best friend I knew some thing just was not right
Her mother was going out of town and suggested she stay with us
But when ever her mother left I noticed she did not talk as much
I knew something was wrong I just did not know what it was
And when ever I brought it up she would always shrug it off
By saying…
“Nothing’s wrong, you wouldn’t understand if I told you.
Leave me alone! Don’t worry about the things that I go through.”
But we were best friends and her behavior was concerning
Just a warning but what comes next may be a bit disturbing
Her mother used to leave when she would argue with her father
Now without the mother to satisfy his needs he’d fondle daughter
Now this one ain’t nothing like babies drinking sugar water
He’d hit the bottle Daddy’s dirty girl is what he’d call her
She told her mother but she either didn’t believe or didn’t care
And in her ear her father used to whisper “family affair”
My best friend was living in fear ‘so absurd that it occurred so often
She said she thought I would have judged her
(So that’s why she told me nothing…)
I put my hand on the glass as I gripped the phone tight
I believed every word I promised her I would help fight
I sighed because on the other side, sat a sad and terrified little girl
We were both grown now but her father had destroyed her world
He should have been locked up behind bars… but instead
My best friend was locked up and her father, he was dead.
She told me that one night he was drunk out of his mind
He needed it so he pleaded for it (one last time)
Then he stumbled down the hall to her baby sister’s room
She heard her little sister scream and right then she knew the truth
That daddy was a demon she knew what she had to do
She went into the kitchen and took out the sharpest knife
My best friend filled with passion in the heat of the night
The one who used to get mad when I’d throw rocks at a squirrel
Stabbed her father thirty times, no more “Daddy’s dirty girl”
And as I looked at my best friend it was like looking into a mirror
Why? ‘Cause I was raped and thought no one would help me either
I kept it inside she told but nobody believed her
Too many times society points the finger at the victim
That’s why so many cry, and cry in silence we never listen
That’s why so many die, breathe their last breath of pain filled lives
That’s why my best friend stabbed her father to death with that knife
My best friend got rid of a rapist and ended up rotting in jail
Because she had felt locked up in her own home
With no one there to post her bail
Yes, I believe that we should leave everything up to God
But this girl was praying just her prayers kept getting lost
Even though her Daddy used to say dirty girl its’ all your fault
& her mother used to beat her into a bloody pulp
God had heard her prayers He was with her all along
He was the one who sent his only begotten Son
On the floor in her cell she knelt down before Thee
She couldn’t help but plea with the Lord to set her free
Then one day she opened up her bible to 1 Corinthians
She seen the scripture that described what True love really is
Her baby sister and I used to visit her all the time
The last time we seen her she had given her life to Christ
What was not right was how her father passed his legacy down
She got sick & in her bloodstream traces of it was found
She tested positive for HIV, she had full blown AIDS
It did not take long to put her into an early grave
But she died saved no longer enslaved set free deep down
Lying with God’s word across her chest is just how she was found
Blessing is her baby sister did not contract AIDS and soon gave her life to Christ
So in the end my best friend really gave & saved her baby sister’s life!
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Other (E-book) titles by this Author:
“Tipcat”
“Uncool-True Story”
“The Truth about It All”
“Sleep”
“Peace’ Love & Diamonds!
“My #1 Thug”
“Hello, High!”
“Prison Song”
“Yes We Can!
“The Demons in My Bathroom”
“A Lost Son”
“Other Theories of Psycho-Social Development in Mid-Life”
“Infidelity Ruins Lives”
“My Best Friend”
“Ms. Popular”
More to Come…
My Best Friend
Published by: Zjahdai Inc., at Smashwords
Copyright © 2010 The M.A.D. Poet (aka Melissa A. Dean)
All Rights Reserved.