Drop the knife, young girl,
you don't deserve to die.
It's not your fault your daddy hits you,
it's not your fault that mommy cries.
So stop the tears, young girl,
Daddy will go away soon,
Back to the bar he leaves,
angels will help you when he comes back tomorrow afternoon.
Drop the knife, young boy,
your girlfriend will be fine.
Gods taking care of her,
It's now her time to shine.
So stop the tears, young boy,
you'll see her again some day,
She's watching down on you now,
So leave the bed on which you lay.
Drop the knife, young mother,
your parents will come through.
You're only 15,
but you know your daddy's always there for you.
So stop the tears, young mother,
the unborn baby will need you to live,
the daddy can't take care of it on his own,
it's not the baby's fault for the fate it has been give.
Drop the knife, older brother,
it's not your fault your sister was raped,
she needs you now,
it's not like you knew your best friend was so fake.
So stop the tears, older brother,
your sister will be okay,
remember your sister needs you,
go visit her today.
But I'll be here for you,
when you need a hand.
Someday we'll know why we have to deal with so much,
someday we'll understand.
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It's definitely not one of my best
poems but still please comment and rate! I also wasn't sure what I should list this poem under so I just put it as other.
