Stop Crying Start Playing Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Stop Crying Start Playing

Rating: 5.0


Baby crying late at night
Hungry maybe takes the bite
Mother's tortured soul
Lost in final goal

Baby pacified goes to sleep
Father disturbed what a creep
Alcohol stupor induces rage
Mother's innocence is in his range

Tuesday, June 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: abuse,abused
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Unwritten Soul 28 June 2017

We aint playing if there is no game, we wont cry unless we are hurt...Abusive can be severe, better cut it before it owns our life.

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Richard Wlodarski 28 June 2017

In total agreement, Soul! Thank you for reading and for your insights. Greatly appreciated! !

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