She Was Only Five Years Old And Sweet Young Naive Damsel And Ambitious I Bet She Had Bright Future And Big Dreams She Felt Comfortable And Safe Around You She Looked At You As Her Hero And Protector What Do You See When You Look In The Mirror What Did You See When You Look At Her What Came To Your Mind When She Cries Are Her Tears Not Transparent Enough To See Pain How Does If Feels Murdering An Innocent Soul Where Did You Bury Your Conscience Where Did You Bury Your Morals Where Did You Bury Your Dignity Where Did You Bury Your Love Where Did You Bury Your Sympathy Every day We Preaching The Same Thing Every day Same Cases Different Man Awareness Is Raised Yet Numbers Are Raised Where Could Women Run To When Are Chased By Their Protectors Rape And Murder Is Disgusting, It Can Never Be Forgiven By Mankind I’m Believer Waterson, 24 years of age and a poet From Mpumalanga (Nelspruit), South Africa. I started writing at the age of 13. I am an aspiring actor, a spiritual and commercial society poet and script writer. I got inspired by Shakespeare's word plays and word sounds, and I’ve been writing since. My poems are based on human kind, deep thoughts and the surroundings of the world, the significance of life itself. I’m more to using my pristine words to make a difference in this world. Comments are closed.
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