A Child's FightA Poem by Frank Pendergrast
A child born in the wrong place, founded in hate, has always been a disgrace but can't seem to change his fate. His father never showed and his mother never slowed, he was an outcast and always loathed. The child could never do anything right, the end never in sight. To this day he lives in fright because, even now, there's always a fight.
© 2014 Frank PendergrastAuthor's Note
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