Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXCIX
From being encased by uterine fluid to the bright light of day one: Write a poem about being born.
The “man” Who Called Himself “Dad”
You kicked her belly
repeatedly
after you knocked
her out.
Cramming a
wooden broom handle
in her vagina,
“IS THIS HELL?”
wanting to kill me
screaming and shouting
trying to FORCE
me out.
But I held on
to the beat
of my own
heart.
You gave me the
name
“Carla” Strong Woman,
that I AM!!!
Hear me Roar
I am Wise
No need to shout.
Peace
CJ Electra