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Feb 2016
By: Cedric McClester

How could you know
My stress and strife
Your hatred cut me
Like a knife
But you’ve been privileged
All your life
With money a big house
And trophy a wife

How could you know
What I’ve been through
Unless you’ve walked
Inside my shoe
So don’t you dare act
Like you knew
While I’m the cork
And you’re the *****

How could you know
I have the blues
When you don’t see
What you refuse
You don’t acknowledge
I’m abused
While acting as if
You’re recused

How could you know
The depth of my pain
Unless I sit you down
To explain
Why it is
That you’re my bane
As long as you
Continue to reign










Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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