Black Baby Geisha

Sitting on a soft heat

Aching for a hot sheet

Followed by a cool breeze

Little woman, gotta please

Sad with guilt, hidden inside

Begging to run, nowhere to hide

Still within my beating heart

Want for a love torn apart

Little child no longer here

Young woman filled with fear

Murdered softly in the night

Taken in the deadened light

Lying cold, so like a rat

Spread out on a metal mat

Without a pimp, without a home

Baby faded, all alone.