The Scar
How do you expect me to say
that I don’t remember the day
When you tied my leg in chain
It’s hard to burry the memory
For my scars speaks of the pain
The life is still the same
they just changed the game
And gave us new name
But the scars still speaks of the pain
They say actions speak louder
than the words of mouth
We have seen enough but our ears never heard
We were wonderfully created our color never had stains
Your today’s laugh should not make you forget of yesterday’s pain
But heal you and heal you completely.
Copyright © Marilyn Shila | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment