The Truth Takes Time Poem by Lesa MRK

She was just a little girl
Blonde and only three
So innocent and sweet
Sitting on her daddy's knee
But nobody knew
Because The Truth Takes Time

Her mama didn't know
Why she cried in the night
Or why there were so many tears
When Mama wasn't in sight
Because you see...
The Truth Takes Time

She'd cry herself to sleep
And pray he wouldn't wake her up
She only wanted to be like other little girls
But The Truth Takes Time

When she got a little older
She learned to tell him 'no'
She'd run to be closer to her mom or her sister
Hoping he wouldn't touch her
Because The Truth Takes Time

She got braver and braver
And in time she was eight
She did everything she could to avoid him
She'd hide upstairs in her room
Wishing someone could see her pain
But The Truth Takes Time

She was eleven
When she told her mama the news-
'Daddy's been touching me...'
It was such a painful bruise

Everything blew up
And Daddy went away
He wasn't a daddy after all---
He was a monster
And sadly, the truth takes time.