SHE IS ONLY 14

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These words are broken
I lost my soul, scribbling them
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I do not know when the world
Begin to trade a girl child for bloodless currencies
When was it aired in the radio,
To make mothers from babies?
When was it signed into our constitutions
To stop chasing women- but their children?
When did it all begin? When? When? When?
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How do you hold your bodies together
Knowing you've held a future in your tongue
Passing it down the throat of wounded glories?
How do you look at nature with a clear conscience
Knowing you just buried a part of her alive?
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When do men start to feed on curses for blessing?
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Why pluck the stars in her sky
To give your lust a lightening?
She's only 14- a tree without branches
Why seal your conscience like your fathers
Who woo women to bury them in their eyes?
She's only 14- a music with incomplete lyrics
Why force yourself to sing her song, when your heart doesn't even follow the beat?
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She's only 14- a home yet to be home
Why make a sitting room in those rooms with no seats?
Why cuddle her in your arms, when you know she ain't fit for the other room?
She's only 14- a city with desolate places
Why thread her path with your hungry feets,
When you know there are places you don't thread for greener pastures?
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She's only 14, not whore-teen
Why break her soul in pieces for your lustful healing?
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These words are broken
I lost my soul, scribbling them.