If you see my muma,
Tell her that I miss her.
I was asleep when she left,
And didn’t get to kiss her.
Do you know my muma,?
Tell her that I’m pining.
Tell her grandad calls me a bastard,
And told me to stop whining.
If you see my muma,
Tell her grandad is cruel,
Tell her that I am five
And I’ve started school.
If you see my muma,
Tell her my teacher canes me,
Because she says I’m bad.
I wish you’d come home muma,
And then I won’t be sad.
If you see my muma,
Tell her there’s two young men,
They do disgusting things to me,
Even though I’m ten.
If you see my muma,
Tell her grandmother has died,
I’m now homeless, life’s pointless,
An ocean of tears I’ve cried.
If you see my muma,
Don’t tell her I’m with a depraved man,
I’m lonely and vulnerable,
She might not understand.
I’ve been sexually, emotionally, and Physically, abused,
Life was unfair,
I know it happened,
Because my muma wasn’t there. by Dorothy Maude.
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