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Murdered Kin

The glass fell,


The balloon popped


The phone rang,


My heart dropped.


​Doors opened,


Doctors lights,


Mama's crying,


I want a fight.


"Wake up aunty,


Don't let them win"...


♦ "I'm trying my niece"


♦       "A crazy life,


♦    that this has been"


Your girls need you,


don't let go!..


♦  "I broke my promise"


♦    "Mommy's sorry"



♦  "Please let them know"...

                                                                        

A loving heart, murdered mother


overpowered


now ​with God the Father.

​                                                                                        

YOU FUCKING COWARDS !!


CONTINUE HIDING


WATCH US GRIN


YOUR NAMES ARE TATTED


BENEATH OUR SKIN


READ OUR PALMS


SEE HATE WITHIN


AN UNFAIR FIGHT


YOUR END BEGINS


OUR CURSE IS YOURS


FROM HER LOVING KIN


ONE AT A TIME...


GOD KNOWS YOUR SIN
Written by Darkpoetria (DarkOakPoetry)
Published
Author's Note
This was a personal write from the worst day of my life thus far. Three little girls was left without their mother when my aunt who helped to raise me was beaten to death by 4 men. Our family pulled together to raise them. Greatest tragedy our family has experienced. I'll never forget her raspy voice and witty sarcasm. Missing her everyday......
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