Lydia J. McFarland

Rookie (1977- / Orlando, Florida)

Consequences - Poem by Lydia J. McFarland

Yeah I hit him,
at a costly price,

I was provoked, I said 'stop' twice
he didn't, and that wasn't nice

So I struck out and slapped him,
and shocked us both

It's apparent that the message
I sent across was clearly understood

But the fact that I put my hands on him
didn't do us any good.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 4, 2010

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