Thursday, August 16, 2012

Little Girl

WARNING! The following poem contains very graphic yet powerful descriptions of a “little girl” in need of guidance. Although, some of the language used maybe offensive to certain individuals, the poem contains a sensible message that cannot afford to be overlooked nor misunderstood. If you are up to it please do continue reading…

Little Girl 
Jasmine Mans 

Just because your feet fit perfectly in your mother’s shoes
That does not make you a woman
Little girl
Cherry popping
I wonder if you put lip-gloss on your vagina
Draw pubic hairs with your mother’s eye-liner
I wonder if you try on tampons just to see what a penis feels like 
Only difference is you pull out when you want to
I wonder if you rape yourself in your sleep
Too young to ever understand how to love yourself properly
Sticking your Crayola fingers in between your thighs
It always hurts the first time
Maybe tomorrow you won’t cry 
I wonder if your mother recognizes the blood stains
In your Cinderella underwear
Or if she ever cared enough to acknowledge the fact that there there
And a part of me wants to blame your daddy
But some fathers are like God
You never see them but you know that they exist
And some little girls would rather die
Before letting their dead beat dads come
And save their lives
I wonder if you stuff your bra just to distract people from your heartbeat
But the Corona on your breath
Does not hide that Similac residue on your teeth
You are still a baby
And Kotex and Pampers are two different brands for a reason 
Penis and pacifiers are not both made for teething
And the thirst of your soul will not be quenched with a man’s semen
Who cares about your bra size when you see cups as half empty
Im sorry that Beyonce made you trade in your Holloween costume for a Freakum dress
But Halloween is not the only day that exposes damsels in distress
Just don’t crash
Just tell me how long will you let yourself be susceptible to cat calls and whispers
Just to get a fucking glass sleeper
You know the same men that you are waiting on to come and save you 
Are the same men who’s cum made you
The same men who put you on ships for 76 days and raped you
The same men who will tell you that knights in shining armor will make you feel protected
These are the same men writing scripts for the Disney channel
Convincing you Princess Tiana is green and Pocahontas was never molested
Save your soul because the coldest nights are not the ones spent alone
The coldest nights are the ones spent holding yourself
Realizing your body’s hollow
Pick your pinks back up
Enjoy the days when you and Dora the Explorer could relate
Because soon Blue won’t have all the clues
and the Tales of Dragons will be locked away safe
You go ahead and tell me who finger fucked your childhood out of you
And tell them that I challenge them to a thumb wrestling match for it back
Because that is just how much I love you

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  1. It is exactly as you describe it! So powerful and its message is straightforward!

    Have a nice weekend!


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