poems about incest

Daddy’s baby & Baby’s daddy

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Daddy’s baby & Baby’s daddy

She stays at home,

eating,

to ease the pain,

three babies,

and no way to explain.

 

Her father had,

a bright idea one day.

He needed to show his eldest,

the marital way.

 

So he told his wife,

pounding fists,

to further state his case.

 

So now,

She is hidden,

away,

from

her high school friends

who used to come by

day after day,

 

from the boyfriend

who came to ask,

if she went away?

 

from the relatives

who pop up

every other day.

 

The neighbors whisper,

the tale

of the daughter

who never

went

away.

 

They shrug their shoulders

and look,

the

other way

after all

it’s

not

their

business anyway.

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