Inspirational Abuse Poems

I've toiled in shadows, my hands calloused and worn,
Laboring silently, my spirit tattered and torn.
For the promise of pennies, I've bent my back low,
While the...

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They’re made to look identical,
hide all that is unique.
With scarfs and veils and clothes that mask,
their beautiful physique.

In laws of old religion,
no woman was born...

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We cowardly or nonchalantly sit in front our TV
Watching for years: the killings of babies
The odious humiliation of humanity
The bloody murders of pregnant ladies
The iniquitous...

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I was so close to the sun,
Tantalizing; ethereal-
Warm rays rolling over my skin before-
Sinking deep,
A parasite rooting itself into my neck,
Gentle caresses-
Strangling-
Choking-.

Churning-,
Inching closer-
And it stopped.
I...

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Haiti is a country that I love dearly
That's where I was born
That's where I took my first healthy breath
That's where I had my first inspiration
That's...

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I was abused
Only five years old
So very confused

It's a game
We will play
Shh. Don't tell anyone
He would always say

I was abused
Only fourteen years old
Still so confused

Mom...

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I am a woman.
I may be small, but I stand tall.
I am not a little girl. 
Yes, I've been squashed, and quashed, and messed and...

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The looks,
The stares,
The awkward glances,
The whispers,
The rumors,
The indignation,
The imagination of seeing,
Yourself in the eyes of others.
How Will They See You?
Will you ever be their equal.
I...

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Black Lives Matter is a statement of love not statement of hate 
So, please erase the confusion from your face
But they can't hear because they're...

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In my despair,
With all my burdens I could not bear.
A Savior did appear,
I heard Him whisper in my ear.
You are My child,
No longer will you...

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As the sun sneaks into my bedroom,
I hear the birds chirping,
Chirping so happy as if life is good.
Their greeting to a new day.
All I want...

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Life

Life is full of pain, 
and I don't know why? 

I do in fact...
know the Lord, 
I know Him... 
by name. 
He is with me....

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The bully teaches others how
The bully has you do his work
You say to others I am sick
and then go on to further duerrke

I tell you...

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I sabotaged my eight-millimeter childhood.
I never knew Sartre
But I contorted my latex face,
Burying my nothingness in family films.
My child was scripted to be ugly, skipped...

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This is plagiarism so everyone knows.  The reason is the poem
is taking another poem and changing the outcome of the poem.
The original poem is...

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