Cruelty!
I see in the eyes of those who leads me.
The leaders of the material world.
That thinks of nothing for me, pushing me to the wall.
Cruelty!
I taste cruelty.
On the palms of those who call themselves my lovers.
The lovers that never wanted for me, what they love for themselves.
That dress like sheep in the coats of wolves.
Cruelty!
I hear in the dust of time.
The time that passes through this world as if it were nothing.
I love my world,
Struggling for everything.
Knowing I would get victory over the cruel with something.
Cruelty!
I smell cruelty in the bodies of my family.
The family with whom I live with like rangers.
I feel cruelty within my country.
The country I call my own home and I'm not welcomed.
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PoetryPoetry, Another fruit from the tree of literature. WRITTEN BY Madinah Jolaade Abdul Poet and novelist. @Madinah_Writes Poetry is literature that evokes a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience or a specific emotional response through lang...
