No More Promises

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    No More Promises

    NO MORE PROMISES

    Unable to focus, to feel, to speak,
    "Won't happen again,he promised last week.
    I cannot believe he hit me once more.
    Punched in the face, fell down to the floor

    "Won't happen again," he promised last week.
    Unable to focus, to feel, to speak,
    Daddy, daddy, stop hitting my mom.
    She's crying, crying, Daddy be calm.

    Unable to focus, to feel, to speak,
    "Won't happen again.”,He promised last week.
    Oh, I'm so sorry, I do love you so!
    So sorry, sorry, Wake up. Don't Go.

    "Won't happen again.", he promised too late.

    I promise....
    I promise.....
    NO MORE PROMISES.
    Laurie J Coppola
    Copyright @ 1993

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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