Behind closed doors



''a lonely bird ''
crying lemme be free
awful, a sight to see

saying, a lot is veiled
veiled in style, veiled in fashion
anger is veiled
abused is hailed
and our very selves too

I have proof
these proofs are within
I have pictures
these pictures are unseen

in the noise of silence
the outspoken is hushed
and their ambitions forever dashed

our safe is wet
and soaks our head rests

behind those walls
the infamous stands
readying abusive hands
a weapon in suits

out here are mothers
in there, are murderers

out here are daddies
in there, are devils

behind closed doors

many are butchered
loved ones battered
lawmakers are law enforcers
and its not a taboo

scars, scares,
hurts, like a tatoo

o enduring self
endure eternal

this hand clapping outside
is the same hand slapping inside

millions are caged
left unsafe
wars are waged
let victims be brave

when the doors slams
the latch closes
and the knob turns
a whole scene


  • Author: cofhypieces (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 20th, 2024 12:53
  • Comment from author about the poem: abuse is inhumane, a lot is happening when the door slams. fear, insecurity, threats, attacks, many more..
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