In need of healingA Poem by kelvin
Like flesh woulds and scares with time all things can be healed,
so they say. Then why do we die or cry sometimes from a broken heart of a loved one that's been killed? Take two broken wings with two equal seams and make them fly to a place of healing. But the physical and emotional scares from a loved one sometimes is oh so everlasting. They say sticks and stones breaks bones, but words will never hurt. I say that's a lie. Tongue lashes from brawn to decay we fall astray and like cattle become the prey. © 2017 kelvinReviews
|
Stats
291 Views
4 Reviews Added on June 25, 2017 Last Updated on June 25, 2017 |


Flag Writing