Friday 13 March 2015

Outcast.

Bitter affections from the people of the town
Torches lit up the atmosphere 
The town had come to her house 
They demanded for the one 
The very thing they refused to understand 
He who had brought daylight to their nightmares
In their eyes were beams of fire and fear 
The Mother was scared 
She couldn't understand their ignorance 
While she watched her glowing infant smile 
She wanted to know if he knew what the mob had planned 
A tear fell down her face  in disgust
The house got lit up 
The town kept the noise up 
They were already savages unconsciously 
Then she burst out the burning door
Already skinned and burned with the infant already ash 
With her final breath she cursed the whole town.

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