"Like Literally"

This is a poem that I won an award for at my high school.

They were struck, beaten, and slaughtered, 

Like, and literally both,

Their original intentions ignored, and dishonored,

I couldn’t watch as the youth tore them apart, 

Like the intentions of Superman, eyeing an eye chart.

 

Like was killed, its meaning now useless,

The brutality of the teenage tongue,

Left the poor word’s veins juiceless,

They left the wounded word lying there, in pain,

Gasping for air, waiting for its inevitable slain,

Muttering its last words, “My death will not be in vain!”

 

Oh, and for literally, originally cultivated,

Died by misuse, and was suffixcated.