A burst of liquid made way for pain <br />Rhythmic in its pattern <br />Father father she screamed <br />Of that day ever since its happening I have dreamed <br />She stood at the top of the stairs <br />Wailing and Pleading oh please don’t you dare <br />Never a man not to take a dare I accepted with a mischievous grin <br />Well with a plop against each stair as to the floor she rolled <br />But truth be told <br />I took from her her flower and replaced it with my seed <br />As a father of great standing in the community would you not have done the same <br />I think so indeed <br />And why not I ask you <br />Not mangled or gored just beaten and bruised along the newly laid floor she was strewn whimpering as if she had been abused <br />The abomination feet caught half out by appearance looked like a human to me not <br />Unless my old lady of some good 15 years hadn’t found the remnants in the garden she would be here today <br />Beg my pardon dear but you look painfully cold <br />Maybe my new lady will not be as you <br />, bold, oh too bold<br /><br />olivia helmes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-a-beautiful-world/
