Please Come Back… Please Don’t Go!



Please Come Back… Please Don’t Go!

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee


She sat there in silence

No one noticed her

She was a little girl of nine

No one wanted her, now

She used to have a nice home

But, something bad must have happened

Because the little girl’s life changed to bad

Faye had been sent to Hell

Hell was where two good people lived

Grandma Alma and George

They were as good as good could be

Only good things never happened back to them

Grandma Alma was paralyzed

George was blind, both depended on each other

There were lots of people around

Only… not that many wanted to help them

They were too focused on whipping ass

Too focused on having fun

Focused on dominating, black-mailing

Taking someone’s man

This was Hell where everyone was mean

Sure, sometimes someone would have a heart

That was soon taken back when someone

Didn’t do their will, bow down

The little girl watched it all, they didn’t see ‘her’

They saw another little person no one wanted to care for

They did find a use for her

They could slap her around, say ‘you look like your God___ daddy!

Slap her around, they did

Blooded her little nose, bruised her tender skin

Shut up, you little brat, you aren’t wanted here

Be glad someone took you

The little girl would cry, no one heard

She learned to keep her feelings, pain to herself

The little girl grew up to be most private

She vowed never to let others get ‘but, so close’ to her

The little girl learned to hate, she’d never hated before

She learned to not smile anymore

Hell….. Hell had no place for sweet smiles

It only got you slapped down

She wanted her mama, her mama was gone

For long periods of time

Forgetting she had a little daughter

Who would cry for her with her very heart

When her mama would come back to Hell

The little girl would be so happy

Now… no one would slap her, be mean to her

Her mama would …. whip their ass

No, mama, please don’t leave me here

No one wants me, they hurt me

Mama would say let me know when I come back, who hurt you

I’ll whip their ass to make them wish they hadn’t

The little girl stood there weeping as she

Watched her mama go, mama… please come back

Please mama, don’t leave me here

I want to be with you, please protect me

I’m just a little girl

I just want my mama

I don’t want to be here in Hell

Where I’m no one special anymore

Mama, please come back

Please, mama… I love you so

She’d cry as someone would hold her

To keep her from running to go with her mama

Her mama would walk away, just turn her back

Leave the little girl sobbing, falling to the ground

I hate you, mama! I love you so much, please come back, please don’t go!



6 thoughts on “Please Come Back… Please Don’t Go!

  1. Granny Gee I am confused. From reading some of your posts you really loved your grandma and George….I can see you suffered terrible hardships, but have obviously missed the abuse posts. I could feel your pain and hope my comment is not insensitive? You are a gifted blogger.

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