by C J Jackman Zigante

Created on: February 18, 2009

Three Little Girls

Raphaela

Little Raphaela lives in Ecuador

Her face is sad

Her dress is worn

Her families poor

She lives now in the hellish world

Of kiddie porn

Cuz her momma sold her

For some grain and sweet dried corn

Onabatu

Little Onabatu lives in Africa..

Where genocide seems now a way of life,

Hiding from a warring tribe's gorillas

She clings with unrelenting hope to light

She fights the urge to jump into the river

Because she feels so horribly unclean

Trying not to berate her God above her

For making her short life so very mean

Damaged goods her family has dubbed her

Her husband now denies her as his wife

For gorillas don't just kill when they come raiding.

They rape and maim and torture for delight,

Onabatu prays that someday t'will be different,

But her hope is growing dimmer with the night.

At fourteen years she's seen such heart sore sorrows

Only eight when she was first made someone's wife.

Now she sits in darkened fields in terror hiding

Knowing soon that they will come and take her life

But what she fears more than that final dawning

Is what they'll do before the final strike

Through the trees she hears them

Lord they're coming

Terrified she runs into the night

Images of what she's seen and suffered

Fill her soul and linger in her mind

God she cried, sweet God, please forgive her

Onabatu took her own life in the river

Keiko

Little Keiko

lives in far of Thailand

Where for American dollars

Some rich American man

can take her like a woman

And feel so grand.

A flash of skin

A forced sweet smile

Keiko's yours for a little while

Just pay her brother Tong

when you go inside.

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