Short Losswoman Poems

Tragedy

My life is a tragedy.
Filled with pain and calamity,
Seems like the who worlds damming me
From one thing to another
Not having a mother,
And turning around and not having a brother. 


My brother who was slain. 
He was suppose to obtain fame 
But I guess people took his life for a game.
Now his death is just driving me insane.

Then there is my mother 
Someone I love like no other.
A woman who struggled to take care of us 
A beautiful woman who died because of her mans lust