Girl child Ordeal

I am some fruity tree
That is never allowed to grow.
I am planted by the waterside
but these juicy fruits of mine
are never due
Because as soon as the flowers
begin to form their bud
and fruits begin to protrude
There are herbivores lurking around
with their blunt sickle
harvesting these prematures of mine.
There are ruminants hanging above my stem
chopping off these growing buds of mine
leaving me bare from year to year.
.
I am the supposed sun
that can never shine
because as soon as the day breaks
and dusk dismisses to bring me out
there are these clouds
hovering around my space,
thick clouds carrying fog, pouring rain,
Relegating me into space above the skies,
that I might not give light
When my time is right.
.
I am the girl child
I am that fruity tree
You'd never allow to grow.
Like chimneys in winter,
I have become your solace for warmth.
Even when I am still new
and my pelvis are yet unformed,
You have squeezed into me
To quench your insatiable libido
.
I am the Girl child
I am that Sun and you're that cloud
You have refused to let me shine.
And just when the time is set
and my rays are set to unleash
You eclipse me
Leaving the sphere
I'm supposed to enlighten, bedarkened.

.
I am the girl child,
The one you have relegated
To the kitchen and its cacophonies
My tears count your curses.
Allow my fruits to ripen
And my branches to flourish
Allow my sun to glitter and my light to shine
So I can give you
Both light and shade at the same time
Because these are what I possess.
For I am the girl child