Poem -

Trust

You touch me

As if you think I could break

Your gentleness with children

And youre far from fake

The shyness

That makes you a gentleman

The sweetness that made me let you in

When all my world was falling apart

I felt safe with you

To let the gaurd off my heart

How can I feel

When all they do is take from me

They push me around

And disrespect me

You werent willing to go there

You had empathy

They had slander plots and threats

You encouraged me

when the tears wet my face

I wanted to carry mace

And chase them all away

But they held my children hostage

So I just had to behave

But you touched me

As if I could easily break

I didnt tell you what happened

but you let me feel safe

Safe with you

Took me at face value

They turned everything good

into what it was not

Under threats made me agree to lie about myself

Acted like they wanted me to rot

If I didnt play along

they would hurt my kids

This is our lovely government

They promised they would give them back but never did

Instead they adopted them out with one last threat

But you touched me

as if I could easily break

Perhaps thats why

They wanted me

To chase you away.......

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Mary christine Ward
 

Good thoughts, moreover, could write.

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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