Gerald Misquitta

MotherĀ 

I ran as they chased me long and far My feet were sore and bleeding They had ripped my skirt and defiled my body They had all ignored my pleadingĀ    “I’m a mother!” I screamed as they finally caught me But they did not heed my cries They held me to the ground and […]

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