little girl

Alone in an alley,
the little girl weeps
tale-tell, how her
           mother died

confrontation,
beautiful baby
            in a basket
               let me take you
                               home

nourish

lies and surprise

the rapist sighs,
     aggravation, weeps, and cries

of the little girl

helpless in demise

severed lips, 
           bloody finger tips and
                     tiny hips

yet the game persists

little girl grows elderly
scarred, scared
but
    he is dead

his is her father,
reunited with his wife, her
                                 mother

she joins them soon there-after
     just to hear their
                           laughter