WEEKEND POST: POETRY : MY OWN POEM:

Free Verse Poem:

Redundant Cycles
by Amina B.


I sit and look out-
At all of cruelties of the world
The shattered innocence of the young girls
Who are selling themselves out on the street
The hidden guilt of young males
Selling drugs at the tender age of 15
Little kids imitate what happen around them
A redundant cycle that goes on and on, never stopping
I sit and look out-
At all the pain, the drunk father who abuses his whole family
His son grows up, a replica of the one he once feared so
Merciless souls who kill and rape
Unforgiving hearts, who plot to take revenge
Stuck in the ghetto, in a sweater
In the hood
I sit and look out at all these pains,
But I turn my head the other way.

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