Stop - Poem by Hillfigure Sackey
I rouse with a smile with my whole life afore.
going through forty winks with a bleeding heart.
Only thirty winks I have had in months.
Why do you pain me so?
You struck me once
my look of hurt only prods you on
again and again even flesh qualms this pain.
Heart bleeds as one with flesh.
Why do you hurt me so?
As a caged mouse I await for this pain to stop
I speak of fear as fear I’ve known with you
A gaffe of lips and there I am again with
eyes pained and reddened with tears
Why oh why do you pain me so?
I’m I but a calf sack to you?
As days turns to nights I sit and wait for
this melancholy to end. When will my soul
be taken from this massacre, when will it stop?
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