Thong Tran Poet Rhyme

I Love You Mom, Please Don'T Hurt Me

On that day I first opened my eyes,
The fourth of June, the month you despise.
I saw the tears, your blubbering lies,
your hate-filled speech as you curse the skies.
I was your baby, innocent and pure,
You saw a demon and a need for cure.
So you yell and I plead,
You burn and I bleed.
Am I to blame for your lustless lives?
My birth not flowers, but a bed of knives?
You're in pain, I can see,
But please mom. Don't hurt me.

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Line Gauthier January 28, 2019 at 5:05 PM A very poignant poem that grips the reader's heart and does not let go. Amazing, Thong.

Deeana Valencia January 30, 2013 at 1:40 AM Wow! This is beautiful! I hope its not true, if it is my heart goes out to you. You are a very talented poet, keep writing!