Shame

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Doused in gasoline and set on fire
Because she is different
           black with a white voice
           quiet but loud at the wrong time
           a useful tool but still in the box
           an unstable boulder teetering on a
plateau's nose
           a queen trapped in a jester's suit
           a bridesmaid's fake tears of
happiness for the bride
           an unnecessary key change in a choral singing

Invisible brands engulf her face
Cover her sensitive and soft cheeks
People know who she belongs to

Fear s t r e t c h e s her eyes
When she thinks of doing something for
herself
Loving herself
Blasphemy sears her ears more than empty
rhetoric from the pulpits of false teachers
Drowning her in a dunk pool of doubt
With a target worn out from self-esteem
hits
Because Shame's grip has a Hercules grip
on her heart
And doesn't desire
to let her go

Written by JW Bella

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