A Dawn yesternight,
I slowly pinched my duvet,
Two more hours;
and he yells for me,
Bent to the fat, he cry's:
Open up old wood;
Infested maggot egg;
Raw cocoyam that can't be cooked,
A supposed womanhood has been torned again,
Thrusting his spec forcefully,
A million bubbles in her dreams,
Becomes a reality,
Hickey must remain her inheritance.
Three puppies with soiled paws,
Follows her trails,
Scars on their elbows to show the earth.
Trust Issues
Delia Mears
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/24/2020
Poet's note: A woman with a lost identity, seeks to find a reality.
But unfortunately she's barren, not in a literal sense but mentally and emotionally.
She's raped by her drunk bossy husband.
And her Children follows her steps
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Poem topics: earth, remain, reality, open, dawn, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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