Isn't It Funny How the World Wants Happy Endings?

We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world. - Buddha

Rich red liquid flows freely

It drips off the cold corpse

The murder never found and body never hearsed

 

Kidnapped, raped, and beaten

A little girl is crowd in a corner

Waiting for the rest to be stolen and taken from her

 

Tried many times

Her husband also helps

Their work always results in miscarriage and ends with no prevail

 

Taken long before due

The nine year old lies in a casket

He is way to young to look so plastic

 

He took her heart and stomped on it

She gave him everything

Everything didn't make him try to stay with it

Author's Note

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Reviews

[g.panchal]

good work

[g.panchal]

good work

[berta]

i like this pome its sad

[Hopless]

i like it