Injustice

Almond skin glistens with sheen of sweat.
Welted by whip lashes, marred, scarred.
Steady resolve not to cry.
Slave but in name only.
Eyes plead with heaven.
In agony,
dignity
one ups
pain.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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