Stevie Taite

Rookie - 78 Points (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Honour Killing? - Poem by Stevie Taite

From your loins, bear this beautiful fruit 
Surely never tastes bitter, but her suitor didn't suit

From your guarded gardens to our fields spread vast
She grew on those borders with a split in the cast

A heart from the fields had her love buried deep
and that crack in the cast Is where two cultures meet 

Your unnatural actions, twisted, evil, inhumane 
Understanding escapes me...she put shame upon your name?

I hope you both rot for the gift you ripped apart
Your kind god is forgiving..but for this he has no heart! !

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Dillusional ideals! ! ! ! !

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  • Joe Hughes (3/4/2016 10:04:00 AM)


    It took me several readings.
    Sad.
    Terrible.
    True.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 25, 2012


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