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Common Cruelty


I’m a concocted construction of common cruelty, Because you speak it so fluently. You sucked the love right out of me. As your old experienced hands pulled down my pants, And you examined my 12 year old body like Columbus in the new lands. I tense at your touch because my mind tells me it shouldn’t be a man’s. Confusion and disbelief continue to fight, But you look up from your work and reassure, “everything’s alright.” Or maybe I never had love, From a father or from above. See you were never around, Because you drank and you smoked But when you did come, there was a pound, As you hit and we broke. See she could never really love us, Because she was too busy satisfying men’s lust. And she wouldn’t help us with our homework Because we all knew she had her own work. I’m a concocted construction of common cruelty, I take love like an annuity Hold up that old lady for her jewelry. Or perhaps take some girls virginity because it’s ‘cool to me,’ Get her pregnant and tell her to abort it, Because we both know I can’t afford it. See, and I’ll drink every night To forget wrong and right. Not thinking while I'm driving, That the little girl’s not smiling, As I crash into her, head on. Now she’s dead and gone. And I’ll let my grades rot, Because graduate or not, There’s a war to be fought, Even though no peace will be brought. And see, justice is a little lax, So when I get back, I can’t find a job So I’ll up and join the mob Of unemployed people Running from the steeples To anything that will satisfy. And if I get angry, well the saying goes, An eye for an eye. See, I’m a concocted construction of common cruelty, And I exist because you don’t know what to do with me.
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