Traditional Blues Poem by Laura .
Traditional Blues
Slander encaged
To slash down on the knees.
Blazed defenseless with rage
Begging for beat
Begging to break free.
Utterly confined
To narrow distant angles,
As self despair devoured leftovers
A hush!
All it wanted.
Nowhere close to the moment.
To catapult and cease to be.
Sinners must pay
So does the saints
Set to suffer sorrows untold.
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