Little Girl Lost, Saved

She sits in the back alley
with a fag in her hand
lights up her pain between
fingers of anguish
her assignation is late
her skin has felt broken
into lately
no, wait
it’s her soul that has
struggled with escaping
the sinful prisons
quietly stroking
the edges of unwashed
hair
recently bleached
she squats on the curb
5 inch heels make her
seem alot taller
after she’s smoked
the cigarette
to nothing but ashes
she takes a lollipop
out of her purse,
along with a tract
the minister from the
rescue mission handed
her
reluctantly she took it then
reluctantly she reads it now
she takes a lighter with Picachu
on it
flames the darkness
around her
takes the words
through the ripped curtains
of her self-esteem

“For God So Loved the World”
it began,
“that He gave His only Begotten Son”,
it continued,
“That whoever believes in Him Should
not Perish But Have Everlasting Life.”

tears began to corrode the sinful prisons
within,
a figure appears at the end of the block
her assignation,
quickly she wraps her lollipop
away, takes a snail’s gait
to the execution that is imminent
unable to remove the path of sin
one of her heels hooks a piece of gum
beneath
dragging the dirty piece of old
chewed up gum spit out
by some pimp
the girl loses her balance
falling onto the concrete
she is met by pieces of broken
vodka bottles, and condoms
her hair splayed on the ground
she refuses to get to her feet
the man she thought was her assignation
extends his arms to lift her
it was the minister who had given
her the tract.

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