Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Losing Hope by Faith Smith

Consider her eyes and you will see the lines that divide humane society
Stare into her soul and you will reach the pain obtains young girls like me
For she is afraid because her future seemed so bright
Now she realizes that her life is in the hands of the undivine
Consider her spirit and you will feel the broken glass of uncompromising hope
Dance around her home and it will reveal that her joy has become no more
Search for her heart and find it buried in the dirt of the oppressor’s hatred
Jump into her world and you’ll see that she is labeled nothing but basic
Consider her love, for she was once a butterfly, soaring above all odds in the sky
Run around her track, and you’ll figure out everything was left at just that
Sit in her comfort and it will prove that she is lonely and abused and misused
Rest in her mind and insane thoughts and crimes will spill from the brain that doesn't lie
Consider her eyes, and you will see the lines that divide the humane society
Consider her spirit, and you will feel the broken glass of uncompromising hope
Consider her love, for she was once a butterfly soaring above all odds in the sky

Extend out your arms, wrap her up, and dry her eyes

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