Anatacia's Lament                           By Stacey Tolbert     HYMEN hijacked at 7 By drive by P.O.W. protest to ingest This soul's ELIXIR Prisoner Forbidden memories cause her to reminisce Lost in no sense makes no sense Duck to escape reality bullets Composed of inappropriate ATOMS On every EVEning In make-shift temple of Child shrine Designated for the world And mama said The GARDEN was safe Anatacia's Lament Begins at the end Triumphant yes Without scars, tatters, tares, nightmares IMPOSSIBLE Tainted gumbo don't go down the same Anymore Yearn to be WARRIOR child like Dahomian women who cut BREAST for the sake of bow and arrow perfection Bone marrow in her skin been Broke down to naked soul of sinFULL Behavior   SAVIOR watches As devlish beings wreak havoc ON inside Of the downside Pre-pubescent hunger make child look for empty calories In BLUE junk food PINK  pride gone LAMENT be Anatacia Cornbread without eggs or one egg for four Roaches at the door removing shoes so as not to get the place dirty HURRY over chow down on YESTERDAY'S Dinner Thinner now ANATACIA'S LAMENTING Children cry Wish upon stolen star in night sky Shooting like fireworks during juneteenth LAMENT.   Over bounced checks Bounced thoughts Old soiled panties Drenched with family ties That bind BOND BREAK Lamenting Shell shocked fathers In VIETNAM Got FATIGUED 70's Daughters warring the Rest of their lives FIGHTING to survive Repercussions of alcohol GRENADES and abusive Bullets Paying tithes And excepting unclean Offerings at the ALTAR CALL Mixed up the voices Who's calling ANATACIA'S name LAMENT Anastacia Tolbert Table