How did you
pick me?
Why did you
pick me
from the crowd?
What was it
in my countenance
that spoke to you
of weakness,
of prey
of sweet innocence,
of sweet simple
desire for love
and trust?
What pushed you
to your misery?
What knocked you
down that you
must grasp
onto others
in your fall?
Why do you
feel the right
to tear down
and terrorize?
When will you learn?
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 3:06 PM UTC
How did you
pick me?
Why did you
pick me
from the crowd?
What was it
in my countenance
that spoke to you
of weakness,
of prey
of sweet innocence,
of sweet simple
desire for love
and trust?
What pushed you
to your misery?
What knocked you
down that you
must grasp
onto others
in your fall?
Why do you
feel the right
to tear down
and terrorize?
When will you learn?