Pray.

I was a child alone in the park,
climbing trees, happy and carefree,
hiding from tall people who walked on by,
the sun was high, then it went dark,
our father in Heaven, hallowed be your name,
from this day forth, I carry the shame, I carry the shame.

Rough, wrinkled hands around my throat,
can't breath, pissing my pants, 
trying to punch and kick, 
he growls, he smells,
throws me to the ground, disturbing brown leaves,
hand gripping my hair, hand pulling down my shorts,
his clothes stink of shit, his head is between my legs,
why is there sand paper rubbing my legs,
I'm numb, I see birds flying, 
I see clouds, I'm panting,
can't scream, oh my god, what is he doing,
he's growling, I'm wet, 
there's a voice, shouts,
he's off me, he runs, I scream and scream and scream,
a man, a neighbor, Mr Baker, is running to me,
his voice is calming, 
I'm screaming and sobbing, 
he bends down to pick me up,
my face is wet with tears,
snot coming out onto his shoulder,
I feel numb, but I feel what happened down there,
Mr Baker is shouting something, he running now,
thru the trees, there's home, I cry even more,
he's shouting my mothers name, again and again and again,
she comes out the front door, she's running,
I'm screaming, she's shouting my name, 
she's screaming my name,
she's crying,
closer, closer, 
I'm squirming in Mr Bakers arms,
I slide down his chest, his legs, I can't stand,
I collapse to the ground, its cold, so cold, 
mummy's here,
I scream her name, she's crying,
she kneels,
she cradles me in her warm arms,
she's shaking, I'm shaking,
she holds me tight,
and lead us not into temptation, but to deliver us from evil.