The Grace Of God The sun, Hidden behind the blanket of the suttle, dark…
How Dare You
By: Essynce Smith
How dare you,
claim me as your daughter,
when really you’re just a stranger.
I don’t know you,
and you don’t know me.
No same noses, ears, eyes,
or anything of that nature.
We don’t share laughs or thoughts or feelings.
I don’t look up to you at all…
All you ever did was cause problems,
Problems that only that old apartment house on 24th street knew about.
It dare not repeat a word that was said,
and I dare not to either.
I’d watch as you’d beat her with your deceitful and unforgetable