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I Can'T Breathe

The first blow came across the face I could not speak I can’t breathe The second blow came across my ear I could not hear I can’t breathe The third blow came and my hand was broken I could not touch I can’t breathe The fourth blow came in my ribs I could not bend I can’t breathe The fifth blow came in my stomach I lost my baby I can’t breathe The sixth blow came when I was kicked out of the door I lost my will I can’t breathe The seventh blow came when I was sent back My spirit was broken I can’t breathe I can’t breathe please help me I can’t breathe.

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John Watt

Date: 6/15/2020 11:23:00 PM

Carol, so poignant how your recount blow by blow, wound by wound, how these injustices occur. May more and more ears hear this messages and more and more hearts change for the good. Blessings ~ John

Carol Mitra
Date: 6/16/2020 2:25:00 AM

Thank you so much, I think domestic violance is a serious issue....my voice can highlight the issue but can't takeaway the pain.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/14/2020 11:30:00 AM

Disturbing because for many this is their reality. Thanks for adding your voice and entering my contest. Congrats and blessings.

Carol Mitra
Date: 6/14/2020 10:08:00 PM

Yes this is reality that many face especially in this lockdown situation I have highlighted and added my voice.Thank you for acknowledging. Much appreaciated.