FailureA Poem by Noir CrescentA example of failure and abuseFather to belt, Boy, who soon felt The first hit, The second hit Upon the ebony As the fall of the knee. Harsh words, Frightened birds, As to the ninety-nine That became mine As hit left Like lobsters by a chef. Under the golden roof, Pain was not proof As abuse Was simply well of use To when smiles Were present, falsely, for miles. © 2015 Noir Crescent |
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