Play God

by TPAC

Another heated day stun it ending slowly to come, tingling a sun with time it tops huge trees the fun soon, tells men to drag I see all tired jobs workers.

Shadows see darkness forming heads to shapes, ascend the tops to high arch shoulders rising up, sided their hops it seen are old rags I sight bops.

Figures wobbling facts through tall weeds rocks, heeds loud to cry closer to demand, yelled deeds by this voice and aims at my mother's arm to fear.

Bully talks furious with her yell shouting threats, wording to tell thoughts felt in slow wind echoing, displayed insanity seen hate his whip cracks bell.

The whip no strap sight but sounds of pop heard, swirling again finds top the popping a snap stop, hearing cap then states quiet in unknown silence.

Voice stating out more talk prompting my mom, sighting whip strike afar above her the air twirled, denying a woman plea is master's play this by rule.

My being limited the tip enduring defeats, inside a frame up fire fiery fury it to rip at me, wet a drip falling there from to drop watching it slowly a tear.

Heart perceiving a lack by others did evil actions, depart rather far from it using pain as my answer, served part truth a trust in love said compassion.

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