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a sister's heart, abuse, alcohol, Birth Mother, children's home, drugs, eldest child woes, leaving home, men, prostitution, school, sex, single parents
I assumed it had to be tough
As single parenthood hit you hard
As the oldest in the nest
I tried poorly to lead the rest
Yet you sought out your own pleasures
Not seeing how you hurt us
Every time you chose drink and drugs
Over talking or spending time with us
You added a layer of mistrust
So when I had seen the perpetual abuse
As you gave your body and soul
to these hungry men, ready to devour you every hour
We saw you less when we did you didn’t interact
As your mind and body seemed possessed
By popping E’s, alcohol, and having sex
As you continued to feed your lust
Whenever I reached out , I was’ Shushed’
From that day I made a conscious decision
That life had to be better for us
And grandma had enough coz she alone took care
One day they fetched me from school
I wasn’t prepared emotionally I had no clue
They explained we had to be removed
If we really wanted we could choose
I don’t even recall If you bid us farewell
But I saw an escape to a better place
© Melanie Arendse