Grown Too Soon

My Child,

He once told you

"You want to be a lady?
You must act & even pretend.
Because some of the events you engage in
will determine if we ever meet again”

Even to hear your mum laugh
or to see your dad smile
’coz now your grown before your time...

now that ship has gone -

sailed on by.
Always close enough to the waters
claiming you know how to swim
but your eyes weren’t even open
to see when that boy had pushed you in -
splashing, delaying your weight taking you deeper

"Hey lil’ girl, I thought you were a swimmer?!"

My child, I’m sure you were happier
when you didn’t "need" a man
but now, you have no choice
but to be alone.
Should have practiced safe sex
by keeping him on the other end of the telephone.
But instead, you laid on your back and became bitch
to this dog, and threw him a bone
and it’s now you who suffers
by taking more than the memories of that night home.

My child, life is now cut short,
death celebrating your bitter divorce
from common sense, in the court of good wisdom
and judgment
because you spent too much time "growing" to
judge man.

Now, as you sit as child,
with child
accessing the roots of many problems
remembering when he said
he didn’t want to use a condom.
You now wish you exercised some discipline
and caution
’cause now your only option
is for you to have an abortion,
cause your life is about to be aborted soon
cause your good eggs cant even fill a tea-spoon-
not able to be around after May
for your family reunion in June,
not able to hear your unborn daughter sing about the cow jumping over the moon
or the dish running away with the spoon.
All because you

was in a rush

to grow up

too soon.