Keri and Daddy's Girl: Two Poems on Abuse Keri Jopplin

Keri Keri Jopplin

Sweet dreams and memories of days long gone;.
Remembering my life and loves gone wrong.
I can't go back there's so much to replace,
My dreams become reality that's hard to face.
A secret so horrid that sacrificed my youth,
No one wants to hear or believe my truth.
It's demeaning to ask or understand my belief;
Just listening and caring is such a relief.
Maybe I was born to be plain white trash,
To be taken for granted and burned to ash.
A survivor of Incest but still victimized by all;
So many to name and so few to call.
Should I start over, renew my life again?
Move to a new town? Look for a new friend?
To know her before a picture of perfection
Look in a mirror now I see another reflection;
I ask her to speak she remembers his lies,
She wants to tell all but then only she cries.

© 2000 Keri Jopplin

Daddy's Girl

Little girl, what happened in your small world?
Were you Daddy's desire, his little girl?
A woman now, your life has been lost,
Fantasies and pleasure were taken at your cost.
Just a small favor of love for your Dad,
You gave into trust, you did not know bad.
You wanted affection and love like the rest,
Instead you were shamed, denied with jest.
Isn't it sad that some don't understand?
Come stand beside me, I'll hold your hand;
Ease away your pain, your troubles, your fears,
I'll hold you gently, wipe away your tears.
What would you do if you could turn back time?
Replenish your youth, undo his ugly crime?
Then you could laugh, be happy and play;
Let's hope it gets better, because it will never go away.
Does God listen, when He hears your prayers?
Will it be different when you climb the stairs?
Will you remember after your death?
No more "Daddy's Girl," with lust on his breath.

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