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NOW I BELEIVE IN GOD

WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL THOUGHT I'D GROW UP TO RULE MY WORLD
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE CHILD RUNNING WILD THOUGHT THAT'S WHAT FREEDOM WAS
AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT I USED TO BELEIVE
WHEN I WAS AFRAID IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, MY MOMMA HELD ME TIGHT
WHEN I WAS ALONE AND SO FAR FROM HOME THERE WAS NO-ONE THERE
AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT I USED TO BELEIVE


DADDY

I used to have my innocence when I was five years old
my innocence you stole
you used my fragile body for your selfish needs
my heart still bleeds
my life you made a total mess
and I must confess, I was happy when you died
you almost took my momma too
some times I wish you had
I love you too DADDY


SELF

sometimes reality redefines itself daily of neccesity, streching the boundries till the seams burst, spinning in a cauldrun of commen senses losing my mind in the back of my closet, under the bed, behind the couch, what else can I lose (what sanity?)
has any one seen it? touched it? known it in an intimate manner?
not me said the spider to the fly


MOMMA

I love you Mommy Dearest but I have to let you go
you see its time to leave the nest
time for you to grow
You see youv'e got to get a life
I'm busy with my own
although its full of stress and strife
that's just the way it goes
so please don't count on me for help
try to find it in yourself
I don't care how much you scream and yell
if your looking for who's fault it is try looking to yourself



HOMEMAKER BLUES

I wish that I could grab my mind
and wash off the debris
I'd wash away the pain
that brings me to my knees
I'd take out my broken heart
and sew it's torn seams
I'd clean my soul with fire
and be as pure as in my dreams
the floodgate of my tears
only cleans my eyes
if my teeth are clenched in fear
my tounge bleeds only lies


A streak of
light poured
in on my
couch, reaching out
in my room
acting as an alarm clock
cutting through rooms
unnaccented warmth to my skin
long incandescent streaks of light
breathing in cool air
easing the siffness of the cold
radiant flowing ribbons on my bed
teaching the day of brightness and joy

by Alicia Culbert
my 11 yr old daughter!