They had loved themselves
He had knelt down that
Early morning and made her finger
House his silver ring.
The early rising sun
Had danced to the melody of their kiss..
Now they are shadows
He hits her with his rod
And she screams back at him
Like she doesn’t care..
He hits her and sends her out under the
Hot sun or the cold rainy nights
And she cursed him as she walked
Away in the cold.
How did their love change?
How did the white and the suit
Hate themselves these much?
How did they become these shadows?
He signed those white papers
And told the attorney she was ugly and lazy
She screamed at the benches and wigs
“He is weak but violent.”
Her swollen face spoke volumes.
“Oh, you made her ugly” They questioned the suit.
As I sat down in the quite of the room
Watching the Shadows argue
And the final papers of their division signed
My eyes rained…
Those are my parents and I’m a shadow of