For the days that lead to this
Speak of me, not as a citizen,
but as a person proud of her country
Tell them that a man of a tyrant made an era full of destruction
and war
Speak of me as a woman,
who he verbally abused,
who he discriminated against
I beg you,
God and angels above,
To protect man and woman from the devils many offspring's
Speak of me as a girl,
Who wanted her eyes to be glued shut,
Yet to keep them open
And keep her family safe of a monster, who feeds off of the weak
I beg of you to open your eyes,
And realize this era is full of empty souls, that fight to go back into
the light
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The Aden Grey Poetry Contest
PoetrySo Aden, for those who didn't know him, loved poetry. He was the one to get me into it. The first poem I ever wrote was for him, about him. This is something I meant to do a while ago but I kept avoiding painful memories. This is a poetry contest of...
