Michelle Freeman

Rookie - 19 Points (18 May 1978 / Barbados)

Black Iv: 'Bye Isaac Iii - Poem by Michelle Freeman

Take this knife
You murderer –
Own your crime
You ripped out my heart
With your careless glances
And empty words.

This weapon
That wounded me –
You! Hurt me
I will paint the trees
With your black blood, dripping
On all like you.

You are dead! !
Soulless! ! ! Vacant! ! !
Go on, die.
These rivers of blood
Once busy asphalt roads
Bleeding, like me.

Take this knife
You murderer! ! !
I hate you! ! ! !
I hate you! ! ! !
You will bleed
Vacant as you are.
You will die for killing me.
*The one who felt
*The one who feels.

First written on Monday,22nd October 2007
Rewritten and last two verses with the asterisks in front of them changed on Wednesday,19th December 2007

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 19, 2010

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