Description
Beatrice was six years old when her Grandmother June introduced her to a part of Nigger Ranch. What little Beatrice saw sadden her spirit. When Beatrice went exploring another part of the ranch she couldn't believe what her six year old eyes saw. Beatrice didn't know she was born into such a cruel family. Beatrice finds herself to be a prisoner on the ranch. Until one day, her Grandfather Bert hands her to keys to her freedom. When Beatrice is sets free, she sets out for healing and forgiveness. But it is hard because of the memories that haunt her.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone