My name has no meaning
but people cringe when they hear it.
My name has disappeared
with the changing times but,
my name will always be here.
My name has no meaning
but people cringe when they hear it.
My name is taboo in many places,
is found in many spaces;
shadowy and hollow never to be loved.
My name has no meaning
but people cringe when they hear it.
My name is inferior, inadequate and unacceptable.
My name is wicked, evil and sinful.
My name is scrawled on the backs of all men.
My name has no meaning
but people cringe when they hear it……
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Poems from Strange Places
PoetryI wrote these poems when I was 15 years old; I was being bullied and needed a way to vent my emotional frustration. Other than being bullied I have never personally experienced any of these terrible things that have happened to so many innocent peop...
