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Tandie No Longer Smiles

Tandie no longer smiles, tandie no longer smiles, The deceptive reflection of the mirror only displays Effusive images of their smiles and laughter. their momentary pleasure shattered a lifetime Of her dreams of raising three songs and a daughter. No mental serenity can overcome her tormenting reality. The disfigured contours of her body display her bruises. Her elders are quick to deprecate her broken soul to the Visual connotations and effects of the clothes she chooses. she is domiciled in a world where the furrows on her cheeks are the only accepted signs for grievance, They have renditioned her joy and choose not to question what's in its place. they do not hear her silenced attempted to scream reduced to mare whispers as the echoes of their piercing groans replay. they do not hear her silenced attempted to scream reduced to mare whispers as the echoes of their piercing groans replay. Over and over and over again until the very pounds of her heart resemble his and his and that other man she never got to see. The merciful liters of the sea could cleanse the stench of their sweat or the hot Breath that caressed her tender shoulders shouting all kinds of names That conformed her to everything she would vowed never to be. She often lays awake in search of edification from this endeavor, But her minds only paints pictures of a world where immorality is Justified and such vile creatures are applaud not appalled. Justice is only for just us until your liberties are taken, she admits as her innocence is taken forever. We are slaves trapped by our dreams and blinded by our ambitions to take Note of dimmed stars and to see the depth of the darkness in her frown. We rush to cling to our inefficiency as consolidation for refusing to see her’s So if you ever see tandie passing bye know that she is the conception and Manifestation of a broken world and a reality we have chosen to accept as our Daily life.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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