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The Beater

A man raises his hand... He Smacks his wife.... She cries.. What did I do.... Is this part of life.... Kids walk in... daddy is drunk... where is my mama? she's in the trunk... Beating and bloody.....almost dead... why did this happen. Something she said! Mommy was leaving.. Daddy got mad...Now she's gone and were both sad Daddy took her life... The bottle took his.. Know who's gonna love me and Lil sis Ghetto Child

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Beata Agustin

Date: 6/9/2024 10:41:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Skat A

Date: 4/24/2016 6:17:00 PM

Nice one Jeffery, I like how you write what you are feeling. SKAT

Jeffery Skerratt
Date: 4/24/2016 6:21:00 PM

Thank you so much :) And it's so nice too meet you!