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PoetiKalMs
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Save Our Children - Our children are being baited, Deceived by imagery, intended to mislead Birthed into self hatred, taught Perception of an inner beauty Built to rot Force fed By what is even more painful to comprehend What’s missing is blinded by gluttony Temporary gratification with hopes to be a preconceived imitation, of the ugly, Being demonstrated Social media jading modest minds But like scavengers, They are still thirsting to find Continuously feeding upon, what is wrong With our society? Ain’t enough good to offset the bad A world fit to remain unbalanced So sad While we vigorously search for what ironically has never been missing, But stolen If given the opportunity, We’ve just gotta own it….. Our fight In life Is love consistently preexistent Inside all of us!

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M.O.M.M.Y.

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I zipped my boots knee high.

Red lips outlined.

In black.

Guardian angel by myside.

Please protect me tonight.

As I closed the door behind.

I walked down paved concrete.

My guts saying turn back 

but my baby's gotta eat.

So through darkness I proceed.

blinding street lights.

stars decorate the sky. 

Stop signs I pass.

People stop.

Point and laugh.

Just another block and a half.

The corner I met.

skirt painted on.

No panties for easy access.

A familiar car I observed. but

Continued to walk. cuz

Last week he beat my ass

But gave me enough cash. for

Food rent and stash...

So i decided against my female intuition.

I knew what he liked and in what position.

As the passanger seat warmed my thighs. 

I wanted to run and hide.

But I just lay.

Legs open wide

unwilling inside.

Tears could not describe this internal fight.

With every thrust.

I wanted to change my mind. 

Sweat formed.

Pouring to my lips.

Salty and sour.

I could taste him. 

And I could feel the chaos of him pounding.

My face his drum.

Tightened grip around my throat.

Inside. I felt the warmness of his cum.

Torn and tattered clothes.

No time to feel sorry

For this path I chose.

Baby's face imprinted in my thoughts.

Sold my soul for a few bucks.

Through coldness I walked.

covered in goosebumps. 

But its beneath me.

This life's a conspiracy.

Forcing me to be.

Unwilling inside.

Legs opened wide.

Battered and beat.

unable to shed a cry. 

I define no meaning of the word.

M.O.M.M.Y

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Kingqadardwon' says:

This right here is powerful! The story of millions... Great write and expression.. One day this narrative will change... keep expressing..
 

love_supreme says:

Excellent write.

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The Immortal Wize says:

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EAT

 

skb74# says:

compelling and Graphic. You can almost feel her pain. Excellent!!

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Brownchildt says:

Its not just how you wrote it but what this poem speaks of that makes it so profound.. thank you for sharing

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