Disrespected Poem by JAE CENTORINO

The disrespect is unimaginable
my children witnessed the unthinkable
the crowd gathered and was useless.
The yelling hurt my ears. The tears
ran down my eye and caused so much pain
It’s not tears it’s blood from
the gash on my upper right eye.
“Oh, hell no that’s 5-O & the paramedics.”
Can I be anymore disrespected? I work
in the this city with these people now trying
help me, they get in my face and I feel like
I’m such a disgrace for what and to whom?
All I can think about is 10 dedicated years;
He never loved anything I was a crutch
just an object to kick and to whack
I laugh at all the women out there
and I heard there were many all familiar
with his temper and hospitality that
he so lovingly showed in an angry state.
One female at a time will stay in their
place in line surely to be disappointed
only to have them wipe their own tears;
Believe me I’ve done it and it was for years.
All will have their turn 1 by 1 each one will
get burned. I’ve been free for 4 serene
years but despair still seems to find me
this is going to be his last lesson learned
It’s amusing he still seems to think it’s
not him but me. One thing for certain
I’m way to strong to stay lying down
sorry for the inconvenience but for my
children’s sake I’m always
going to be around.

NEVA TO BE DISRESPECTED AGAIN!


(10*2003)