Powerless
A bad dream
A haunting scream
Betrayal in his eyes
A smile as she claimed her prize
My mother’s tortured expression
My endless list of questions
If I had only fought more
I would not be battling this inner civil war
For someone who is supposedly extremely impressive
I can be very unprogressive
The guilt is strangling me
All I want is for my brother to be free
How could my mother choose
It is a concept I simply refuse
My aunt’s serpentine smile
Lingers in my mind making me hostile
This is all my fault
I am responsible for the assault
How can someone so allegedly powerful
Feel so powerless
Copyright © Danielle Stoops | Year Posted 2016
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