June POTM Winner: Congratulations Peach_follows
This month's Poem of the Month competition winner is Peach_follows. As this month's winner you have been credited with 100 credits and will have your poem linked from the AO home page for the month. Congrats!
The full length poem can be read within the spoiler below or in the Poetry section.
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She only let the boy touch her, because she was seeking approval.
Tried to find it in disrobing.……. Clothing removal.
She gritted her teeth as she felt penetration.
Just like a hand shake to this misguided generation.
Weeks later, and her calls are never returned.
The lesson behind this is so far from being learned.
So small was the aching feeling in her abdomen.
Not knowing this was so much bigger than she could fathom then.
A month goes by, and she feels tired and weak.
She has a hunch now, but on it she would never speak.
When all that she can stomach is ice cream, and salami.
This is no laughing matter… She’s too young to be a mommy!
During the next 8 weeks, she earned dough, from turning tricks.
Called the clinic, in tears. Made an appointment for six.
As she headed there on foot… Small noises became a racket.
She wondered who could see the bump under her “FuBu” jacket.
Outside the clinic, they hold signs… Pictures of lifeless babes.
The things they shouted at her. The crude way they behaved.
Their force exceeding what was needed to prevent an abortion…
…They killed the last of her spirit, the tiny surviving portion,
Her youth was suctioned out, like the baby inside her.
She lay there defeated…. Her whole life she’d been a fighter.
Her last fight was through the crowd again. She’s bleeding through her pants.
Embarrassed. She just couldn’t bare another strange, disgusted glance.
She stood there, in a trance…
…Recalled the suction… the clamps.
“The cramps!…. Oh!…. The cramps!”
Not one “pro-lifer” offered to ease her strife.
To be a “pro-lifer”, but ignore a human life…..