Tuesday, April 5, 2016

2016 April Poem-a-Day Challenge Day 5 Prompt - an "experienced or inexperienced" poem

(in part)

Indentured to a past
bathed in torture,
we struggle to learn ourselves.
So young, runaway,
violence swirls around our core
and drags us to our depths.
We were brash, we were proud,
we were out of our world,
afraid, so very afraid.
Striking out at our parents
before sowing salt in our souls,
are we cursed with hate?

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