Dedicated to a strong woman I knew. 

I was just a child.

What could I possibly remember?

I was just a child.

How would I know your intentions?

I was just a child.

Why would I be affected by your actions?

I was just a child.

Where would I hide from you?

I was just a child.

Who was going to believe me?

I was just a child.

How would I know good from bad?

I was just a child.

What was I going to do?

I was just a child.

An easy target,

A naive victim,

I wouldn’t even be aware that wrong was done to me,

A child,

Far too young,

To have an epiphany,

So Strong.

That I’d been touched,

That I’d been violated.you were wrong,

What you did, Left me shaken,

Broken,

Scared,

And an even more easy target,

Which is why you came back for repeats,

A child.

She won’t ever know.

And you were right,

For a long time,

You got away with it.

Memories; repressed,

Hid your misdeeds.

But that child grew up uncle,

And I knew,

I knew.

And so the next time I saw you,

You mentioned that my eyes were flooded with my anger,

And I was brash,

Or so you said,

I left the room,

And I heard you tell papa I was still a child,

I let in the special guests I had called for the evening,

And as I watched the police take you to your rightful home,

I spat,

“Uncle,

A child is a child no more.”