Run Little Girl Run Poem by Isaak DeMaio

Run Little Girl Run



You see this door?
It's in her way
Only way out
But she is forced to stay.

She cannot run
For she is weak
In every single way
Physically, beaten up
Mentally, brain washed
Emotionally, depressed

One day
Her break will come

Go to school
Never come back
Binders in her locker
Food in her sack
Clothes layered on
No turning back

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Isaak DeMaio

Isaak DeMaio

Buffalo, New York
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