Stolen Innocence

Officers got to my house

Before the break of dawn

I rode with them for miles

They told me to stay calm.


"Her body's on the roadway"
 
The cop motioned to me,
 
He lifted up the crime tape
 
So I could go and see.
 
 
 
She laid there with a blanket
 
Wrapped around her body,
 
The cop gently unrolled her
 
The smell, it was ungodly.
 
 
 
Nauseous, I then vomited  
 
And struggled hard to focus,
 
I knew the woman's clothes
 
Her face I didn't notice.
 
 
Her skin was sunken in
 
Every feature blurred by death,
 
Her body bloated up
 
Things crawling on her flesh.  
 
 
 
Her rings and bracelet matched
 
The cop said, "That's enough."
 
After they removed her
 
He added, "Must be rough."
 
 
The news was out the next day
 
The banner headline said:
 
Prostitute killed, dumped on road
 
No mention of her kid.
 
 
 
I became a man that day
 
The child within me gone,
 
Someone stole my innocence
 
The day they killed my mom.