This poem is one I had tucked away for a very long time. It came to me one day over a comment someone (I can’t remember who now) made about the girls in the R. Kelly home made video who “wanted” to have sex with him, therefore there wasn’t a crime. As usual I got pissed off, and as usual so did my pen. So that’s also to let you know that this story is not mine, but I know it belongs to many others, too many in fact. I’ve finally finished it to my liking so I hope you all enjoy it.

She Knows She Wanted It
By: Crystal ‘Clear’ Coburn

Daddy the man that touched me
knew I was underage
He said I was close enough to a woman
Only a few years short of my woman stage
He did a lot of things to me
Some I know you’ll hate
But don’t worry I took it like a champ
I think I maybe, probably, sort of wanted it anyway

He said we could be better friends
when I turned old enough to vote
But for now we’ll have to be in secret
Because no one will understand
They can’t know
I thought I should tell you though
‘cause maybe you wouldn’t mind
does it seem wrong to you?
My grown looking body you can’t deny
I’ve done it at school with the boys before
He said I was on point
I’m better than the other girls
You should have heard him beg for more

Don’t be mad at him Daddy
I’m practically 16
That’s a little less than half his age
At least I’m older than a preteen
Plus I’ve heard the way you talk
With your friends about the women who pass
Sizing up their figure
Nothing less than an hourglass
And I know he’ll like me more
You know, the guy that’s older than me
I have to become a big girl now
So don’t cry, at least not for me

You have always told me I’m pretty
A comment that is sometimes a bore
But maybe you should have told me
That he wouldn’t consider me
Nothing but a whore
And perhaps you should have told me
To wait until I’m ready
Maybe then
I wouldn’t have to look down
At my spreading belly

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Thank you for reading it.
Peace.

Poetry