Anger flowing, ebbing, weaving
all their eyes, so deceiving
retched breathing
anger seething
fists tight clenched
heart so wretched
eyes so dead
so full of dread
voices silent, screaming
violence teaming
betrayed, hurt, bleeding,
bruising, sorrow feeding
rhythm broke-
my head still reeling...
yet the sleeping child, softly breathing
young life, teaming..
frustrated, silent.
this poem my vent.
releasing the hate,
now locking that gate...
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