Haiku’s At The End Of A Relationship - Poem by Gert Strydom
You want more freedom
but your voice rasps in your throat,
as closing prison.
Now my life falls down
into fields of existence,
a bolt of lightning.
Bad people like you
stink of a panic-stricken belly
could kill any childhood.
Didn’t your parents
sort you out some bloody years ago
from childish disorders?
Pain is worthless now
let us acknowledge courage,
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