Invincible

Invincible

A Poem by Steven Bowman

Men thinking of themselves,

Ladies maybe overpowering.

They think they’re invincible,

When sadly, it’s so cowardly.

 

Unforgiving truth when comes,

Just we’re dying from the inside.

Arriving late, the cry overcomes,

I need comfort, nowhere to hide.

 

When thinking they’re invincible,

Just they’re all just being foolish.

Killed by a crime, uncomfortable,

She dies judging by a death wish.

 

Unwelcomed by her own guests,

Her cries were so misunderstood.

Just she needed all their respects,

Chose death, fears were no good.

© 2018 Steven Bowman


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Added on June 14, 2018
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