©Adorable Pen

Genre: Poetry
Title: Abused
Poet: Chiemerie Ozurumba

"ABUSED"

You couldn't see her worth
All you could see was her faults
She had no chance to get along
How would she knew she was wrong

She traded her pride, yes!, but it wasn't by choice
Then who are you to cast her a stone, are you her judge?
Even if you are, you still have your wrongs
She was only lost, weak & young

She left without a word, but that was meek
You took advantage of her, cuz you knew she was weak
But, put yourself in her shoes & taste her pain
Waking each dawn with more worries, fear & less gain

She was jovial but...