Mama didn’t know no better.
She just did what she learnt. She didn’t know.
Her mama had men in and out and in and out, there was always a new man around to call daddy. There was always a new man around to make happy so they didn’t scream at her or beat her.
We was always scared. When the mens was mad, they hit her. When the mens drank the beers, they hit her. When the baby cried, they hit her.
Mama tried to make the mens happy. She only did what she learnt to do. I don’t blame mama.
I don’t blame mama for all the mens that beat on me. I don’t blame mama for all the mens that touched me. I don’t blame mama for all the mens that were mean to me.
Mama just did what she learnt to do.
The light bill always got cut off. We didn’t have no food. Mama tried her best but her check wasn’t enough moneys. We needed to pay the bills, and I loved mama.
So… I did what I had to do to help pay the bills.
When mama brought the mens to the house, I knew what to do. So I did it, I helped mama.
Mama didn’t really care that much about school. I never learnt how to read and write. I didn’t learn much at all. When I got grown, I wanted to have a job. I wanted to have a good life. But it’s hard to find a job when you can’t read and write.
My caseworker was a nice lady, she knew it would be hard for me to get a job so she helped me get a check. I get $700 every month. Mama gets the check, and mama’s got to pay the bills so we don’t have much left.
I don’t want to live with mama anymore. I don’t want them mens around me all the time so I don’t want to live with mama. But I don’t know where else to go. I don’t have no family. I don’t have no friends.
So, I stay on the streets.
On the streets I can hide from the bad mens.
On the streets the bad mens don’t touch me anymore.
On the streets I’m happy.
I like the streets.