A Poet's Haven

all of thirteen
a bride among many

she would be admired
for her beauty

she would be adorned
in the finest silks

she would be oiled
in the finest scents

she would be desired
a night here, there

she would be a Mother
to daughters who would
be bartered

she would be a slave
of carnal knowledge
and valve

she would be a trophy

she would be a memory
to a boy who
made her smile
made her laugh

she would never know
the love of the boy who
made her smile
made her laugh

she would never
know love

#tragedy, #child bride,

September 3, 2014