Best Angstwoman Poems
we see the poor erupt with little provocation
how many days in a mud hut can count as living?
children sick fear primary emotion
hoplessness
can turn to anger and then action
too many lies
will turn a head
to justice
False hope and many deaths will follow
but a woman can stand
and think of crowds destroying holy ground
and weep without solice
a man can work until his hands bleed
and not have enough for his family
it takes its toll this endless
hoplessness
even faith cannot carry a woman through
when her child is dying
empty promises ignite
when her husband is suffering
hands bleeding
spirit
broken on the ground
we see the poor erupt with little provocation
how many days in a mud hut can count as living?
children sick fear primary emotion
hoplessness
can turn to anger and then action
too many lies
will turn a head
to justice
False hope and many deaths will follow
but a woman can stand
and think of crowds destroying holy ground
and weep without solice
a man can work until his hands bleed
and not have enough for his family
it takes its toll this endless
hoplessness
even faith cannot carry a woman through
when her child is dying
empty promises ignite
when her husband is suffering
hands bleeding
spirit
broken on the ground
SITTING BY THE FIRE WITH STILL GLOWING REM embers
The woman was as desperate as blood is to flow
The kind of woman you really don’t need to know
And whatever had to be done she would do it
Until she would turn all her relationships into a huge pile of s***t
There were fires burning behind the lady as she edged herself away
With not a “thank you but I must go” rather she had nothing to say
I went to war with a witch who was wild and wily in her way
And that’s why my heart still bleeds to this very day
Bloody tracks will lead you to the beauty of betrayal plus charm
But I’m warning you as a sibling don’t take her arm in arm
Because although beauty seems to be beckoning you
Whatever she will say would be patently untrue
So although you need my words you needn’t heed a one
Just slide near to her and curse yourself when it’s over and done
You treasured her body as did your diamond ring and pure platinum bracelet which
she stole
Because breaking hearts and the law were always her number one goal
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
This poem took me precisely seventeen minutes and 38 seconds..AND I REALLY AM
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