Friday, 12 September 2014

Poème Tragique



Hated, ill-fated, x-rated

Labels in society are integrated



Two souls were isolated, segregated 

Mon n pop were kids when they mated

Some months then she was impregnated


He was miseducated, medicated, sedated 

She was young and manipulated when had deviated

Penetrated and Fornicated
All her short life humiliated, it never ameliorated

Alienated, from the streets she graduated

To hide the pain now she’s opiated, 
unconsciously intoxicated
 


When she met him she felt exhilarated

Thought emancipated, all her life reevaluated 

Things between them accelerated, she stated 

Their inner demons congregated and amalgamated

Unseparated, they were still kids, unilluminated




But then things got heated 
She felt cheated, defeated
Him, maltreated and mistreated



Then 

one day baby was irritated and nauseated

constipated not vaccinated

dehydrated, behind the door gated 

Mom n pop wasted till ambulated 

And the poor baby’s life was checkmated



Devastated and dissipated 

Would the kids now be liberated or annihilated?

 







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