Who dare?
Who dare to take my dream away?
Who was the one who took away, my reality, my sanity?
Was it the older boy, who chased me around the tree, grabbing touching and fondling me?
Or was it the one who placed on me a golden wedding ring?
Was it the police who sent him back to me, the night he shot a gun at me?
Or was it the judge, who said, one night is enough for him to understand
And 50 dollars cost to him to hear the words, "never do that again or I will find you in contempt."
Was it the lady at the church, or the minister who preached at me?
Who told me time and time and time again, I should understand his pain and go back home with him.
Was it the child at the school, who called me that awful name, long before the beatings began?
When I began to believe I was not worth a single red cent.
Who dare to take away who I am, who I could be, or where I went.
Am I not a human being too?
Am I not worthy of dignity, respect, or courtesy, the kind I see people display upon the street?
Who dare? someone, someone please tell me.

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