The Tear-filled Heart

What a travesty? Set me free

From brutality, set me free

Your ways are far too agrestic

The vulgarity; set me free

Your lies; no Qantas jets you own;

From depravity, set me free

Even cats and dogs need respect

From bestiality, set me free

In your mess you have lost your wits;
No chastity; set me free

A rat will always be a rat;

From your vanity set me free

Your Texas ranch is my prison

From calamity, set me free

So many sad days I endure

From barbarity, set me free

Trumpery is now my nightmare

From insanity, set me free

I see clearly you cannot love

You must Cassidy, set me free

Your Wi-Wi on her bending knees

Please, from tragedy set her free. 

© Paterika Hengreaves
(July 19, 2015)

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