Kitchen Butcher Knife Poem by Lamar Cole

Kitchen Butcher Knife

Rating: 5.0


He had beaten her badly.
And for this he was going to pay.
So while he slept.
She poured some bleach on his face.
He woke up angry and wanted to hit her some more.
So from the kitchen she got a butcher knife.
And took his miserable life.

Saturday, August 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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Bernard F. Asuncion 29 August 2020

A terrifying picture is captured in this poem. Well executed.....10++

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