Oh, why can’t it be said!
The anger living in her head
Torture thy self by this ordeal
That even she cannot deal
Asking above to light her darkened sight
For she all trying all her might
To control those words that breaking out
Becoming poison of thy mouth
Surrender all to Him, oh please!
Pondering not to be depressed
For this little hand she held
Shall made thy heart mended
Hoping to someday it’ll get by
This indignation shall fly
Grasping for peace to dwell on thy heart
Alas! Awaken her mind to restart