A picture of such sadness
The truculence of fate
The bitchiness we do provide
Bloodthirsty ness of late
Many are exhausted mothers
Raped their children killed
Kidnapped it’s bewildering
So much blood is spilled
Look into the mothers eyes
Blood shot through and through
Listen to her fluttering heart
The harassment it is true
She’s been stalked and she’s been outraged
Every single day she cried her effing eyes out
Did it have to be that way🐂🐄🐂🐄🐂🐄
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.