Hateful words spun from merciless tongues,
Venomous eyes staring from faces so young,
No reasons needed for chants that stung,
Just scars on memories of heroes unsung.
Not sure I can win this fight,
And so I write…
Cold blankets lay on a queen bed,
A silent testament to the lies you said,
Promises of forever under which we wed,
Now looking upon these papers with dread.
Waking up today will take all my might,
And so I write…
I write to you of lands unseen,
Creating stories to change my scene,
The conjurer of magical beans,
Wipe the board and start again clean.
I know in my heart that this is right,
And so I write…
I write until the words run pure,
Understanding that this is my cure,
behind the pen, I am not demure,
I refuse to remain obscure.
I am ready for this fight
And so I will WRITE.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
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