Tapping

I hit a nail with a hammer

When my father was in the slammer

My mama thought she was a

Bad mamma jamma

I wore my heart on my knee

Because it needed comforting

When I turned 14 I was glad to be a teen

A year later I woke up on concrete

Felt like I was in a third world country

I knew self defense so no one

Could punch me, no bologna

Straight up lunch meat

Annie had a fancy fantasy

No Daddy Warbucks for me

Though the knocks were hard

No doors were answered

Which reindeer is Prancer?

I was caught up in a Blitzen

When I spoke nobody listened

Cried all alone no shoulder

To lay my head on

Like an organist playing out of tune

It all sounds wrong

One day I made a decision

To turn it around by making

It my mission now everyone

Is listening intrigued and wondering

After being locked out without

A key how did I get in?