005. Un-breakableMy body bruised and verbally abusedin a corner, alone and afraidmy heart with its tread marks, imprinted, engrainedfrom the words, you poignantly betrayed.Your cruelty spewed forth, like poisonous barbsthat latched on and couldn't retreatyour devious laugh, like a caged baboondelirious in your own conceit.To do battle alone, against an innocent childwith no voice to shout back with disdainis the ultimate, despicable, un-noble actone could ever imagine, nor explain.I’m a big girl now, with a child of my ownwho has never known anyone’s wrathI’ll defend to the end, with unconditional loveand lead him, to take his own path.Un-breakable is my spirit, un-yielding is my soulprotected with the armour, like a fortress cladded wallthat staves off the evil, the bad and unkindthe cycle has ended, I conquered it all!
004. RivalryBehind a cloak of darkness,the caustic truths are seen,like burning embers in a fire,with envious eyes of green.The trump card’s played so often,to doting gullible fools,who pay the price and sacrifice,their precious life long jewels.Like royalty on a pedestal,the jesters frolic around,who cater to your every whim,that touches your royal crown.Deception is your guarantee,to fill your greedy heart,but “my sister you see, you don’t fool me,”I knew it from the start!
003.Making History...9/11/01 Tribute!The alarm goes off and shakes you from a peaceful night sleep, you hit the snooze button and drift again…five mintues later…buzz, buzz, buzz, Ahhh!!...“Oh god, it can’t be that time already!” and absentmindedly you throw the alarm clock across the room, and then realise after the enormous screech, that you hit the cat sleeping in her bed! You stumble with indignance and blindly walk down the hallway toward the kitchen, trying to pull your socks on because it’s so damn cold…all the while mumbling how much you hate your job, your life and how miserable it is that you have to get up at this ungodly hour!Switching the kettle on, you realise it’s almost empty and curse the twit that forgot to fill it up, AND wash the mugs from yesterday...”oops, oh yeah, that was me!! “Looks like it’s going to be one of those days”, you sigh disgustingly, as you fill the kettle up and rinse out your mug.Later, slouching your wa