SPARE THE ROD

Listen mama
My skin has become an elephant
Under your belt
Every stroke breeds a new layer.

But your words hurt
Like a bullet
They push me along
A path less taken.

Your silence kills me
They stop the blood
From reaching
My heart.

Your tears
Oh mama
Your tears
Stops my breathe.

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