CYNICAL






SONNET 4

You thick, insensitive and racist twat
You ruled my life with sounds that I could not
Control and filled my heart with hate and sat
And gloated helped by people who forgot
To notice you had victims black and white
And even when that woman sliced her wrist
Distraught from years of anger in the night
You pushed us more to notice you exist
Your parents shaped you without empathy
An injury that you can not repair
You held your awful power over me
And didn't guess that friends were living there
You tried, but I win, though I have a scar
You didn't make me into what you are