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Survivor Stories Poetry Competition 2024 - Runner Up

 

Tornado City

by SABRINA GORDON

 

Tornado city it’s what he did to me

felt like a hurricane a hurricane in my brain

I wanted to explode and let loose on the average Joe

I knew the consequences tho so now I stay calm & let go

to be in this place makes me feel discraced

But brings me nothing but strength oh lord we done a

long length

you cannot remember the future but you can shurly remember the past

so it’s easy to go mad and not think of the greener grass

But the past is the past there’s no changing that

you can have a better future if you take your power back

you can only change the actions of yourself not of anyone else

So be good to yourself which will be good for your health

So it’s good to forgive for they do not know what they have done

talk to your dad or talk to your mum

Get the right support if your suffering in silence

serpression and cohersion is still a form of violence

I was under durearrest without me even knowing

he killed me with kindness I shoulda left when my belly started

growing

But shoulda woulda coulda can’t take me nowhere now

It coulda been worse I always think How.