This is the story of two little girls
both rendered useless
both powerless
both voiceless.
One little girl
who’s hair was golden
whose smile infectious
and mind remarkable.
One little girl
who shared her space
who’s private life was on display
who slept and awoke
within the noise of the day.
One little girl
who needed to escape
who hatched a plan
who dreamed a dream.
One little girl
who lived a little dead inside
who had no place of her own
who’d private was everyone’s.
One little girl
who paid the price
who knew the dark side of loyalty
who lived to escape.
One little girl
who hatched a plan
who lived to escape
who wanted ownership.
One little girl
who wanted to teach
who wanted to love
who wanted to be loved.
One little girl
who needed loyalty
who needed a voice
who needed her Mum.
One little girl
who needed her Mum
who needed her Mum
who needed her Mum.
One little girl who
who needed her Mum
who needed her voice
who needed loyalty.
One little girl
who lost her voice
who lost her value
who lost her family.
One little girl
who cried in the shower
who’s voice was unheard
who’s hair screamed out.
One little girl
who knew the truth
who kept it quiet
who silenced her heart.
Two little girls
who needed their Mum
who needed loyalty
who hatched a plan.
Words: Lisa Cohen