Wind of love

He loved me and i believed him

laughed with me

and everyone could see

he told me that he would never

siezevto beat me

as if i were some slave

 

 

but know things have changed

he calls me names

to my children the same

beats me like a slave

kills everyone that tries to save

because of power

he hids under his crimes

pretends to be good in public 

not until his nakedness

is removed to the public

 

 

now he is caught

the lessons taught

hides his head

tries to close his hears

from hearing the voice and talks of the public

 

This poem is about: 
My community

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