She was 15

She was 15 when she left for good.

A one up for the death toll in the hood.

Mother tried to warn her that he was no good.

A fleeting moment became the end for her.

 

It was a quarter past dawn when he phoned her that night.

A little ways away did she know wrong from right.

And she brushed past mother, fading from the light. 

Captured by his wicked gaze and lure.

 

She was only a child, a gift from God above.

Her mother raised her out of all her care and love.

What gives this boy the right to take it all

Away from this child who's now just dead and gone?

 

Blinking back the tears as she fleeted from his grasp.

The last image remains her shadow and her back.

Her mother sits beside a bed of white.

Crying, pleading, praying for her only light.

 

The driver was saw a fleeting golden braid.

Next second a face on his window pane.

Not enough time to brake and save the girl.

Leave it all up for the judge to decide.

 

She was only a child, a gift from God above.

Her mother raised her out of all her care and love.

What gives this boy the right to take it all

Away from this child who's now just dead and gone?

 
In the end who won? Was it the boy?
He sat crying in the street all alone.
Sentenced for two decades in the cell.
Regretting all he said to her that night.
 
 

She was only a child, a gift from God above.

Her mother raised her out of all her care and love.

What gives this boy the right to take it all

Away from this child who's now just dead and gone?

 

What gives the right for us to judge this boy

Ways away did he know wrong from right.

 

 

Comments

Not Here

This is wonderful wonderful wonderful, oooooooh it's been too long since i've read something new and one under #futureartist C8nthia hahahahah funny username, but thankkkkkkkkkkkk youuuuuuuuu thank you thank you thank you for such a marvelous input to this community

Cyn8thia

Haha ok Nathan :) Glad you enjoyed it. And maybe Friday. We'll see.

Not Here

This is wonderful wonderful wonderful, oooooooh it's been too long since i've read something new and one under #futureartist C8nthia hahahahah funny username, but thankkkkkkkkkkkk youuuuuuuuu thank you thank you thank you for such a marvelous input to this community

Not Here

you ought to sing this soon absolutely positively, or sing a different one, doesn't matter it's a artistic vibe

Cyn8thia

Haha ok Nathan :) Glad you enjoyed it. And maybe Friday. We'll see.

Angelwith1wing

This poem is powerful and true. There is only one jugde who judges all, so what gives us the right to judge if we have all made mistakes. Like the poem!!! God bless and keep writing on my friend(:!!!

Cyn8thia

Thank you so much!!

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