A secret she had

She was four or five at most,
When her innocents was stolen from her.
Her childlike mind did now know
Of such harmful thoughts;
Nor did she know that
They would ever be done upon her.
He laid a hand where no other hand,
Had ever explored;
He touched her,
Where no one should have touched.
Her kissed her,
Where no kiss should have been given.
He desired her,
When no taste should have been sought.
She did not know,
Of what was being done.
Discomfort and displeasure,
Was all that she felt.
When the clock struck five.
He knew he had little time
Before her mother would be arriving
To pick her up and bring her home.
He hurriedly fetched
What he knew no child could refuse.
Her eyes lit up when he presented her
With the sweet chocolate and the paper money.
“This will be our little secret,”
The man deceivingly alleged.
As she reached out for her new found gifts,
The man knew this was a promise
She would keep.
Thus began a cycle which saw no soon end.
Everyday the young girl made her way
To her babysitters house,
Everyday this man would
Do onto her the malicious deeds
He did the previous day.
It never crossed her mind,
That any of this was wrong.
As the days passed,
The man’s and the girl’s bond grew strong.
Soon he would tell her,
All the hopes any women,
Would dream.
I love you, he’d say.
And he’d demand
A response which the girl gave.
She did not know,
But slowly he was inducing her mind,
To only know of what he wanted
And to know want of what he gave.
Soon a year passed,
And the girl was finding herself,
At this mans house more often.
Soon the man demanded more of her,
Which her induced mind allowed.
More years passed;
As the child grew older,
So did her mind.
Soon she realized
What this man was doing
Was not right.
She tried many times
To reveal it to her mother.
But this man and her mother,
Were bingo partners.
The girl thought that
Her mother wouldn’t believe her,
Or worse more,
That her mother would not care.
For years she let the torment go on.
For years she cried as her mother,
Went off to bingo with this man.
For years the gifts the man kept giving her,
Kept her silent.
But, her heart was not silent,
Her mind knew different.
Soon it was her elementary
Graduation day.
Her mother urged her to go over,
To this mans house to give him a hug.
And so she went.
As usual the man tried to have his way,
But it was no longer a young girl,
He was trying to induce;
She was now a woman,
And as she shouted a firm no,
She slammed the door behind her,
And her pace quickened.
Soon she found herself in her room,
Where her breath was gasping for air.
She was now free of the physical torment,
But what she did not realize was
That the psychological anguish was about to begin.