This Is What I See Poem by DeAsia LOVELY Jackson
This Is What I See
through the closed doors
i see kids with goosebumps
rubbing their tummies as if it hurts
no mommy, no daddy, no sibiling to hug1
and compared to the rest you're no different
left alone to die
with an unfair piece of your pie
but i guess it's straight
compared to what you use to go through
this is a break
no daddy to rape you
no mommy to beat you
no teachers to break you
just you to make you!
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5/3/2024 6:03:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Thats deep! ! ! ! I love the description and the movement of the poem!