The Abuse Poem by Samuel Segun Toluwalase

The Abuse



You don't know the half of it
Does because you drop the gun
Doesn't mean he is done

He might be seating next to you
In the bus
In the court
He is full of it

His fists tough with brutality
I can recognize him
If I see him
A man of Insanity

The Abuse
Wednesday, March 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: abused
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