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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The streets, breeds… These ghetto streets filled with hunger and pain, Where civil hands toil in hardships but lives remain plain. Walking the street corner at night puts lives at stake, I see a sister looking to make a quick buck in a masquerade Emptiness and cold her love for men had faded. Using her body as a tool just to get by, A deadly weapon it was, yet all men wanted to try. Her sublime confidence of youth was once true, The concept of prospect once guided her fate, Until her implicit mind fell into a subliminal state. Aspirations vanished when love came into play, Safety of her heart was all to God she prayed. Her prayer was unanswered when two weeks later, She was repeatedly raped as she cried to her Maker, Three men took turns in violating her whole being, After this, life in her eyes no longer had meaning. Her pleads and cries was not worthy of their attention As they continued to rape her without contrition As she looked up to the sky for divine intervention, God wasn’t there but the devil thrived at the actions of cruelty, violence and depravity. What in the world did she do to merit such a penalty? She was left alone impregnated with lies, Living in denial with a life unfulfilled, She refused to swallow the truth like a birth control pill, Her intentions now were nothing more but to kill, Strong willed, she was now so filled with vengeance, There was nothing anyone could do to ease her grievance. Because of what had happened everyday she cried painfully, She felt God had abandoned her and it hurt her terribly. Her eyes empty and sad, life was very bad, Her heart very broken, her mind was going mad, Her spirit crushed like the worst road accident She took her own life, which wasn’t so magnificent These cold streets breeds… Broken homes for the broken hearted, Broken dreams binds us to the ground, we cannot fly Because we have broken wings. Broken spirited, in our daily lives, We remain… Broken.
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